This is a song about "You have no hairline"

You don’t have to worry no more

I got soul, there's more in store

So here i am at the store for some chips

You make me lose thrills, cuz you have no skills

You will have no friend, you donkey gorrilla fucked

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

Because they have no accurate opinions of you,

Why cop a rolls royce if you have no chest vessel

If she mine i'mma take her to a newer level

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

You have no talent, why did you even start rapping

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

So you better have absolutely no fear,

You have no rap in that pad

All i need is the notepad