This is a song about "One ball prozzies"

Imma ball to the day i fall

Didn't do a thing at all

Schools out, its time to ball.

The board ceo, i'm glad you all

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches

As a kid he had no-one to play ball with

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

I'll cut off one ball, leave you with a uneven sack.

Put two holes in your head like a bowling ball.

Y'all the truth, got a connection with you all

Then i'm off to play a game of ball/

I also have a cutie to call

Sit on my middle finger and spin like a disco ball

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

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

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