This is a song about "Red ball"

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

Swag never off, all i know is ball

These joints here not found at the mall

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Covered the room in splattered red,

Color your eyes alveolar red

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Skies are black, clouds are red

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Get ya head bust

Ball like kobe bryant/