This is a song about "Ball"

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

They tryna act tough, bitch i'll throw you like a ball

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

Ball like a globe trotter

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

I think the majors can't decide if i'll come play ball

Now pass me the rock, and i'm bout to ball

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

If you ever feel alone and

Ball like kobe bryant/

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

Imma ball on you niggas like shawn kemp

Stay raw? or flash where you could either rap or play ball?

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall