This is a song about "Lets ball up"

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

Hold em up, lets go, and even though, you dont know about knife behind

Lets see if you can keep up wit my sporadic flows,

In front of our building, they was my heroes

Whilst i roll up in a big ball,

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

Swag never off, all i know is ball

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

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

When i came to the exchange i picked it up i said yup lets do this

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

From the bench to the ball

Wolf gang, kill em' all

And losin all his money

So lets stand up to the melody,