This is a song about "Bald"

Cards are stacked like casinos, and bald us like chemo,

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

He was grown with experience and bald as can be

They giving pounds and that before get the money

'bout to drop you cold stop you like mold crop you bald...

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Her redder header over a pie, bald