This is a song about "Playing ball"

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Ball like kobe bryant/

Just me and my boss no worries at all

Whilst i roll up in a big ball,

Y you bitches think that im still playing,

So she graduated, rich nigga wife training

From the bench to the ball

Baby, let me give you a call

Four more tarts playing harps

I got these tats all on my arms

Same '89 camry that needs painting

Y you bitches think im playing,

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Playing russian roulette with ya life,

Laying it down playing ma sound

Come wit me you'll smoke around