This is a song about "Bald legs"

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

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

While the bitch’s legs kick trying to break free

Legs... stamina's up as i run this

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

So i quit the bj and tell open those legs now,

Dubai, i been there -- but fuck that, we in here

All my jeans have three pant legs for dealin with this ordeal

Cards are stacked like casinos, and bald us like chemo,

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

Took my xbox remains and smashed both of his legs.

And everybody's having sex

The possibilities endless, what to expect, i'll stop this killin spree, fuck it, who's next?

30 second submission ain't even staged, it ain't good luck when i break both ya legs