This is a song about "Hair loss blues"

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

Twisted lyrics by these critics, and i'm playing my blues

Higher power where these verses from

Citing blues jives as their night's dampen

They tryin to say that i don't care

She's lightskinned, thick and she has blonde hair!"

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

Fuck with me i make ya genre red just like it got the blues

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

For once my mind thought that i should go back in the blues..

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

For 9 years in spain had the time share