This is a song about "Bald"

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

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

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

Should come with me to get your salad tossed

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Her redder header over a pie, bald

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

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

He was grown with experience and bald as can be