This is a song about "Turning the ball over"

Staring at the crystal ball

By the phone, no call

Minutes slipping like butter, time turning the wheel

This where the haters is, this why they hate us here

These joints here not found at the mall

Where the ball meets the wall

Baby, let me give you a call

And ball until the throne and thrall

This virgin i'll capture, while i'm turning the chapter

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

You can see them at the bars, on the stools and turning.

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

No ball caps, when im turning back to them

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

I salute you like cinderella at the ball.