This is a song about "Ballin on these hows"

Ballin like he melo satisfied in his ghetto bitch sittin on the steps front row seats

I may not be very good at this test thing and sometimes i need a few little cheats

Hows that supposed to be a diss bitch,

Trying to give them light and a message

Sleep on me like these kidnaps

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

But hows this, your the laughing stock

Go where you ain't been

Me and my dudes we ballin

We raiders of the lost ark

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

Baby heading down a cloud

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

On a daily basis, ballin is the basics, this shit go so hard

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart