This is a song about "Dome head"

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

Raps from my golden dome, hear it in vocal tones,

I don't need no fucking throne

You've got a broken dome

Aim bullets straight at your dome

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

I'm blowing out your dome because i'm going cold with vengeance

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

In a collision, i see their ambition

Im writing this off the dome and i can still win

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

It's a sad thing, the dumb shit that comes out of your stupid dome

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

Im writing this shit off the dome but its going great

Can't hear me? does your dome work?

I'm why baby fathers kirk