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

With a bicycle handle . handle that

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

With a thousand latinos! holding rakes with leaves!

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Live from the lamont's rose

Mustache and a big nose,

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

He was grown with experience and bald as can be

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

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

A fear of commitment with

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

The height of my high is equal to the ground from the eyes of an eagle