This is a song about "Dejis hairline"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Cutting niggas hands and i aint talking to shady

Must be something you want me to see

Now im sitting right under that money tree

I shine like something in the sky

And in fact i can’t deny

I perfect every line

It’s whatever, you shine, i shine

Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass

Our friendship grew, we were another's half

Until the end of time

Till i shine at the finish line/

Bitch please, not a line rhymed, metaphors half assed, and the subject,

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Dreamin on a lullaby

I rap into the sky