This is a song about "Boyfriend who can t ball"

You can play ball, just like me,

Walk that body, talk that body

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Who can speat out them words,

Who the fuck think they can stop me.

Looking at your money

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Your boyfriend can kick our asses blindfolded.

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

Swear i'm trying to get through

// [who can really blame you?]