This is a song about "Ballers"

Ballers flossin' every day, i want to be nice on this shit,

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Stop flossing, all you "ballers", fuck your benz, shiny wheels,

. left in this pinch of taverns end, a ballers den while u crammed.

I still be splitting women like a bogus hocus-pocus act

But the ballers and the players, i ain’t living like that,

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track