This is a song about "Kejuan ball 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

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

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

The ball in my fingers. i be shooting threes outside all day with my hittas and i

Even though i walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Even though in nola we either ball or give rhyme stars,

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

And burst in a ball of flames

And i ain't got what it takes

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way

In here it a different kinda ball play either that or making it rain all day

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

Put two holes in your head like a bowling ball.