This is a song about "Bald spots"

On hot blocks, to pop rocks, hot shots for top spots,

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Will provide lots of nice spots where we can smoke in

Desire get confused and you could lose your direction

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

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

Jordan belfort leopards don’t change their spots

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Get ya head bust

There spots that are vacant

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

He was grown with experience and bald as can be

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

Higher spots, like terrorists y'all are taking me hostage,