This is a song about "Being bald head"

The ear worms in my head,

Kick back and know yo son set

The numbers burst my head

One day a bed

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

A clever idea to take something they said

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

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

I'm writing this off my head

Im trying to see her in bed

For going on being

Why not me the same thing

About the way i'm feeling

Took the form of a human being