This is a song about "Bleach blonde baby"

Only thing thicker than a blonde girl, is my smoke

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

Then waking up in the morning sore next to a damned dead blonde whore

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

And i know love me baby

And niggas flashing crazy

Hold up i'm your baby.

These niggas is lazy

I'm still just a baby

And my kick game beyond crazy

Fresh to death, swallow bleach, wine glass of mr. clean

Just before they seen my money in the green