This is a song about "Ball up"

I love the way you walk

Imma ball till i drop

(ball so hard) i'm shocked too, i'm supposed to be locked up too

Shit you so bad know your daddy wish he could still spank you

Staring at the crystal ball

By the phone, no call

Ball hard and we dont flop

Like a fiend off the best rock

I salute you like cinderella at the ball.

Y'all the truth, got a connection with you all

And i love you all

Where the ball meets the wall

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Cause she see the way i ball, how my wrist and that be lit up

Just picture you're inside my big medicine ball

They ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all