This is a song about "Bald head gang"

Fitting ya without ma gang

Like as if i didn’t know man

Her redder header over a pie, bald

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

So here i am at the store for some chips

I'll send a gang of villainous midgets

Come get some, you little bum

Of the rebel gang captain

Or something that you paid for

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

Better have your colors right when cuz this gang terrain/