This is a song about "Bald or bold"

S queezys very bold

But for long time i had gone cold

Smacking and tacking you with big bold bolts of lighting too/

There's no connection, so they're not supporting you

The bold dope lines, now the cash in the hundreds,

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

I hope we see the light before it's ruined, my ghetto gospel

Go so postal, oh so bold and cold, i'm not your role model,

Truth be told, i'm only seventeen years old, my heart is bold, i keep tryin to stay gold,

So behold these are the bitter truths of life that will forever remain untold

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

So lonely and cold, respectable and bold.

Dirty crack pipes lit, bullshit to stop, halt

Her redder header over a pie, bald