This is a song about "Ball"

Okay, bad grades, good grades, it's 8th grade, lil boys out here tryna get laid, but all

*cough cough*, that girl is a ball i toss her around like im playing b ball

Ball like kobe bryant/

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Imma ball to the day i fall

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

I salute you like cinderella at the ball.

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Rockin dragon ball z short sets

From the bench to the ball

So fuck em' all