This is a song about "Tecorrey bald headed self"

I don't trust no one

Self call it heroism

I'm coming after y'all like a seven headed hydra,

Now peep ithere go tha secret on how to keep a playa

'bout to drop you cold stop you like mold crop you bald...

If you thought it, it better be what you want

Beat em til they be headed in the way of amnesia

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Some thing i keep to my self

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself

Fuck im getting big headed

If it's right tonight, i might bite that