This is a song about "You can t ball"

T-raw you don't know who you fucking with?

But you hate them navel kisses

Just to prove to yall, that i can ball

As i'm watching the snow fall

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

You're stepping into the wrong ball park, you can't even spit hard.

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I'm in plex, i got to munch you as t. rex,

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

When it comes to spitting that fire

The one who can´t even show a real smile

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now