This is a song about "Turning over the ball"

Philosopher's stone made into the cylinder turning the rockets to gold,

I see the addict, the alcoholic with golden flask out cold,

Cause i'm australia and i'm turning back the boats

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Trynna start over like im turning the page paige

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

In the mirror? i think im turning you into a lover.

And ball until the throne and thrall

Just as you rose you will fall

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Over the last line of defense, run the ball like sweetness

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

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

Imma ball to the day i fall

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball