This is a song about "Like your hairline"

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

Your life like an amusement park

Inhospitable like your mother

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

And watch seja retreat and disappear like sarthaks hairline

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

See my jordans spark, you ain't got no airs

Getting your attention like bright flares

I just feed em, fuck em, till i’m satisfied

In your ass like it feeds your appetite

Minimal like your genital

A criminal grind mean hustle

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

If not i'm hoping that this letter could convey how i'm feeling