This is a song about "Balloon tower defense"

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Bring down your tower i'm picking

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Over the last line of defense, run the ball like sweetness

Go ahead defend , write a little rap defense

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

I have a dream in which i will succeed, blow up like a balloon,

But every time we book, we stay in our green room

Probably going to sound like a balloon

Conquered demonic battles in the tower of babel.

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I’m polamalu, 600 the newest model

Balloon like pandora's box i'mma need a needle

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Even in a fight you never back down but use defense