This is a song about "I ball out"

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

I missed the couch and down i go lookin' like a bouncy ball

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

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

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

Imma ball till i drop

Just searching for the perfect shot

Just me and my boss no worries at all

I just found rappad and i'm havin' a ball

Dream, catchin this flow like hakeem, catches a football, its time to crawl,

*cough cough*, that girl is a ball i toss her around like im playing b ball

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

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

I think the majors can't decide if i'll come play ball