This is a song about "Balls to the wall or nothing at all"

Bitch, i was born to ball

To love me at all at all

Of the world's balls dropping to celebrate

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

Painting inextinguishable sentences on the wall

But i have the balls to say it all of you dont talk

This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog

(plexus) "um not to scare you or nothing

I was born to do the damn thing

On the way to his house i got in the unlocked door and went straight to his room

I turned my head to glance at the left wall, i saw someone more beautiful than the moon

Come and stay with me, oh, where i live? the mall

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

All this adds up, and makes a wall, a wall that i must fix to move on with my life,