This is a song about "Celine wall"

Bitch, i was born to ball

What's with the knife on the wall?

Rocked so loud like a thunder's call, knocked down another wall.

It ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Watch as our courage clashes evil against the wall

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

Then i fed her pecker against the dry wall

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call

I get brain everyday; i'm a know it all

You ain't king your gonna fall balls to the wall

I don’t do nothing but ball

So quit banging ya head 'gainst the wall,

I punch a hole in the wall

Wanna fuck em all

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

Mirror mirror on the wall on the wall,