This is a song about "Volleyball bald tall"

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

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

Baby, let me give you a call

You gotta be proud, ya gotta stand tall!

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

Stand tall and stall till small kids fall

Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

Something worth dying for

Tall man, call me slander

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

I stand six feet tall when i'm sideways walking on walls

Sb nike's, with the grey box

I'm all talk, a smart ass wit tall socks,

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

And you let blacks kill blacks rockefeller was tall