This is a song about "Bald spots"

Blind spots of opponents

I think found where your mind was

Her redder header over a pie, bald

Cause my mother let me do what i want

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

And i be pokin' bitches all in the right spots

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

Scarface, say i got that montana flow

Jordan belfort leopards don’t change their spots

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Will provide lots of nice spots where we can smoke in

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

Turn 'em off! time to set it off, get you wet and soft