This is a song about "Square headed guy"

My lungs are filled with tar, i just keep smoking that marb red square,

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

And making sure the times square screen shows their dick pic

Square to me the basics you see

High heel wearer, hell of a body

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

And my computer i'm a square shooter so most of these

Lemme grab my chair, some rum then it's back to square one,

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

I’m just a young nigga advocating ambition

Worshiping goat headed deities and breath in,

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

Searching for direction in a place that has you headed low