This is a song about "Ill ball you up"

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

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

You all racing to the top ill just glide up

It's not making sense to you right now but

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Ready ta shatter? wtf is the matter? step ur game up ill go get you a ladder.

Step up if you think your a contender ill leave you tender

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

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

Off my rocker so im not to hot but ill chew you up, leave you to rot

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught