This is a song about "How to ball"

To dictate how to look,

From hollywood to the hood

As a kid he had no-one to play ball with

And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches

Then i'm off to play a game of ball/

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Yeah i catch the girls watching me ball wanting to get in on the action but i

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Cause she see the way i ball, how my wrist and that be lit up

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

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

You tried to raise a fist against me, but couldn't ball one up to make it

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

(ball so hard) i'm shocked too, i'm supposed to be locked up too

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue