This is a song about "Hand ball"

Never hit the mall and forever get it all

Now pass me the rock, and i'm bout to ball

Hand to hand in the cold

Is a space that now you hold

Swag never off, all i know is ball

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

Schools out, its time to ball.

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

Two white cups and i got that drank

I'll smack you with either hand

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

Just picture you're inside my big medicine ball

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

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