This is a song about "Syd wall"

I punch a hole in the wall

I don’t do nothing but ball

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Rocked so loud like a thunder's call, knocked down another wall.

Throw two hunid against the wall,

Didn't do a thing at all

Hangin' pictures on my wall

Bitch, i was born to ball

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

Glock 9 pounds, i'll put your heart against the wall

Then i fed her pecker against the dry wall

I get brain everyday; i'm a know it all

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

Goin off the wall like vans-

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

All the times being pinned up against the wall