This is a song about "Bald guys"

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

Too many guys i already slay

Making the guys who belong silent

What's the cause of this excitement

The skin is thick, no need for leather, your father called

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

You guys disagree with me, lets debate it

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit

While guys were wastin time credit

We on the rise, me and g, ghetto wise guys

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice