This is a song about "Tecorrey bald headed self"

Careful where your headed

So i'm one with that

Am level headed getting head of a heifer,

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer

Self designated wicked critical closer

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Texting my mama current self

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

He was grown with experience and bald as can be

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

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

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Worshiping goat headed deities and breath in,

Road to success headed to the chair

We both grown and i dont care