This is a song about "Bald spots"

Let's have a toast for this new love

Blind spots of opponents

Attention is a must

There spots that are vacant

And i be pokin' bitches all in the right spots

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Her redder header over a pie, bald

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Couple of wet whips that i ride like yachts

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

Will provide lots of nice spots where we can smoke in

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin