This is a song about "Bald head"

I respect that you don't know yet

The numbers burst my head

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

He was grown with experience and bald as can be

Give us this day, our daily bread

Basically blood leaked from her head

And think alone in my head

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Brain compulsions, fucking with my head

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

I'm writing this off my head

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

How you feel in your head

Code red, which means you go red