This is a song about "Vegeta hairline"

While im bout to, go blow tree

I came up hungry

Fuck them peace makers on a fuckin line

25 with an ltime to prepare to do fed time

But have a meaning in each line

What yo name is girl let me tell you mine

I'm not too good at this, ill just smoke some tree

Look it something they can't ever see

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

Amounts to crap you had in every line

Pacing back and forth mind racing like a track horse

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

Nothing for me to cut them bitches loose/

So let's have a toast, everything fine

You exert your mind with every spurted line