This is a song about "Bald people"

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

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

So all that other shit you on dead, burial

Dont we have enough death , people

Her redder header over a pie, bald

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

He was grown with experience and bald as can be

As i seenobody cares about my history

As i light one for ill will

Cause i'm leaving people

Inhale my color purple

I'm a savior to these people,

It's deceitful, these shepherds deceive it's people,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will