This is a song about "Balls in an uproar"

Top ranked, number one my son

I want an all in one

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Write a 16 in half an hour,

In real life an outcast,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Where god at? i need to call him

Spaced out in an ocean,

Sittin on bowling balls

Huh, a metaphor of course

No kidd in they lack balls to score; they need to work with nets!

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets