This is a song about "Bein bald"

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford

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

Could i make you my baby

Others are bein driven crazy

I move aim, hit 'em and final flip

Away from bein an alcoholic,

Not just i come to bein the latest

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

Felt like i was bein' cut by a knife

He was grown with experience and bald as can be

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Eyes so glossy from me bein bossy

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause

It's about bein' human and accepting all the flaws