This is a song about "We ball hard for these niggas"

(ball so hard) since we here, it's only right that we'd be fair

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

All we speak is truth/ swear these niggas lying on me

I got sexy ladies all over the floor

So we rhyme for the hurting, poor hard working for,

N we gone keep this shit row these niggas know how i go i do this shit for my folks

With the power of ronaldo scoring the last goal on you assholes

But a small girl had been shotmy heart could take no more

These lil niggas is babies, why you think made them my son for?

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

.4’s for 15, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot