This is a song about "Domes"

Collect the heads of foes and then im putting all their domes on stakes

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

People in the ghetto are banging, and steady knocking domes,

I'm messing bitches with chuck, but i was wearing some foams

Throwing rhymes and sewing lines like seamstresses, pop folks in domes,

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

I'm open minded, you would think my fuckin' domes hollow,

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

Its a home run, your domes done, go home son

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

I straight melt domes every time i belt poems

Far from alarmed, i just part wit my problems

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Liquors are out, shit is around the world, because i'll be knockin' domes,