This is a song about "Ballin and kicks"

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

No more rows and conflicts punches or kicks/ think don't feel, be static/

I'm the coldest out ballin

With a little bit of passion

All green nigga pick six

Im sick (puke) like my nike kicks

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

And we're ballin' like when walter frazier fought the lakers,

But wait that beat kicks in and your adrenaline jumps

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Rockin them hoops and rockin them kicks

He drags her to a stall, beats her, and kicks her in her jaw,

Had my niggas down so i’m screaming fuck the law

Then i live with him and he kicks me out too

There's no connection, so they're not supporting you