This is a song about "Dumi s hairline"

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Clap two times if you drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling

I dodge em like clippers to a hairline that's receding

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

If only i could go back into the 80’s

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Got hu women frostburg women

And that´s how it has begun

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

S on my chest like a superman vest