This is a song about "Wig"

Splitting wig and isotopes, people pinned in slave boats

A mansion with marble floors, and security codes

'cause splittin ya wig is like cuttin butter,

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Wanna be an old white dude in a powdered wig

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Cut your wig off, barber

My name trouble i'm a blessing to rap

Your wig will get push back so don't push that

You might get your wig pushed back tonight

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right