This is a song about "A bowl haircut"

Your shit's old, like it's in the toilet bowl

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Bowl after bowl an i'm hitting another gram..

And i come through your window just like i'm hustle man

Goin to class readin the grapes of wrath, this aint no dust bowl this a drought,

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

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

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup and shit out a smarter statement than that.

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

It’s funny how a haircut changed me

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

Smoked a bowl n' burned my eyebrows and went into dire shock