This is a song about "Not a baller"

No not really, im not a tough guy,

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Ima straight up baller cuz i hop like a lemur,

Not a nigger, not a blood, never been witht the crips,

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

A communist i will not be

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

You somewhere, getting your life in order

Mine is worth more than pay of a pro baller

Your lucky not a casket

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit