This is a song about "Bald spots"

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

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

He was grown with experience and bald as can be

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

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

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

Got that deep love

Blind spots of opponents

But count my clouds, couple spots from number nine,

Wolf gang pete and gon' live, running outta time

And i be pokin' bitches all in the right spots

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

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