This is a song about "Bald eagle with a mustache"

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Her redder header over a pie, bald

I'm understanding that bull like a matador

But not with a four four, but with more of a score

Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show

I'm a golden eagle, you're a measly crow.

That still threatens us, eagle with it's claws, gripping, ripping all the flesh off us.

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

Guess i’m different than most

Mustache and a big nose,

Either hell hath no fury or an eagle takes its place/

Put expressions in their music and create the face

With a bicycle handle . handle that

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

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

Turn 'em off! time to set it off, get you wet and soft