This is a song about "Volleyball bald"

Cause my mother let me do what i want

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

Dirty crack pipes lit, bullshit to stop, halt

Her redder header over a pie, bald

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

He was grown with experience and bald as can be

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

Cards are stacked like casinos, and bald us like chemo,