This is a song about "Domes"

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

She said it really dont matter if its real though

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

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

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

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

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

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

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

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

That scary love, never get married love

I straight melt domes every time i belt poems