This is a song about "A bowl haircut"

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

Lets smoke a bowl i was kidding bout the weed before

Jill scott on my ipod, as my head rests

This guy swallowed a bowl of insects

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

You're rhymes are as straight as a bowl fill of skittles

Eat froot loops, i'll have a bowl, maybe two

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Stack my words and pack em tight like a bowl

You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll

Take a few hits from the bowl, on a friday night i call my niggas and have bring the hoes,

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

It’s funny how a haircut changed me

It's no longer a new jack city

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

Like a super bowl referee, but i don't see any penalties.