This is a song about "I ball har"

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

Knowing i ball now to get to gentle paces

I smoke bowls and ball but still hair in curls,

And you are not around like black fathers

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

Soccer resembles how i ball cause bitch i'm different

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Imma ball to the day i fall

I swing as a swinging ball and been stroked off being bowled

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

I'm living like there's no tomorrow, ball till i fall mother fuck the sorrow

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

I shoot i hear the buzzer the ball hit the bucket and flushed right in

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Rockin in my jordans so i guess im space jammin on your ball court