This is a song about "Bald spots"

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

I'm a winner, fish in my crib, i got a winter lake

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

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Reserved spots for our casting lots/

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

When there's only two spots and it's your birthday.

Jordan belfort leopards don’t change their spots

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Cause my mother let me do what i want

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

Will provide lots of nice spots where we can smoke in

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Jazz talkin, i bet i pick and roll with your bitch

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