This is a song about "Around head love"

I walk around lookin like a body with no head

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Cause i dont play around

Back wood, the tree i’m ashing out

Wraps around my head and grips me like a lasso.

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

They claim it as their own, africa

"thud" there goes your head, bouncing around like a

And i be countin' money till i pass out

Alienated by everything around.

// [but what comes around goes around]

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

But you couldn't love a pot head, even though i deflowered you in my bed.

When she f***in' turns around

Meek milly racked up racked out