This is a song about "You can t ball up"

My four-four's givin payback

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Ball so hard can sneak through the security at the mall

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

I salute you like cinderella at the ball.

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

I can set up a date and you can meet defeat

Fuck 2dopeboyz, all them niggas bitches

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

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

Whilst i roll up in a big ball,

Alright, yeah, nigga, i was in the mall

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

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