This is a song about "Balls to the wall"

These joints here not found at the mall

So quit banging ya head 'gainst the wall,

For setting up traps

Goin off the wall like vans-

Throw me to the damn wall like tennis ball still i'll bounce back

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Have to get through the wall, where i'm a juggernaut

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Baby, let me give you a call

When my backs against the wall

This is my passion, i'm out atlanta, smashing some action

Distraction, fist 'bout to smash the wall after the public reaction

Where the ball meets the wall

I don’t do nothing but ball

I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups