This is a song about "Domes"

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,

I lost my connection with my woman

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

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

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

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

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

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

I straight melt domes every time i belt poems

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

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins