This is a song about "Messed up hairline"

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Once you've messed up you can't go back, made a target,

I ain't a psycho i'm just a little bit messed up

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

Depressed in my messed up head feelin stressed

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Fucked around and messed with the wrong stranger.

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Shit, i also messed up your conjecture

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

They're all shocked, paralyzed, messed up spinal/