This is a song about "Messed up hairline"

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

Lights coming up, night coming up,

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

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

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Depressed in my messed up head feelin stressed

Of her father's #residence, i was even farther messed up

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

I messed up i guess, i will admit