This is a song about "Bald head gang"

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

I'll send a gang of villainous midgets

Dirty crack pipes lit, bullshit to stop, halt

Her redder header over a pie, bald

About disaster in the world and

No gang alignment but i'm very vibrant

He was grown with experience and bald as can be

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Better have your colors right when cuz this gang terrain/

How i'm brought up, then you probably feel the same

I was born in a gang territory

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Wolf gang we ain't barking, nah