This is a song about "Tayls and hair s"

Everybody witnessed tombstone by taker and 2f5's by brock the baker

Be financially stable or busting tables for paper

I aint just spit in this s*** to sound all rough and tough,

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

He feels bare and defenseless, no hair and senseless, if only there were a way to stop this

In my reign which consists of green whiff on my stick shift i don't sneak diss but i give sleek kiss

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

But underneath this hat was some hair and a pair of horns

24's on that escalade and ya' chick in the back, gettin' laid,

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Who 's the say i won't rule one day and open the schools and say

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Just clippin' your hair and screenin' all air. oh hell yeah,that's crazy.

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair