This is a song about "Axe in your head"

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

That's a fact! axe just entered your back!

Stork your head in a basket,

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

Got your head in a bag as i'm walking home,

I saw your words in your head before you even spoke

Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

Cut 'em in half half way to the gymnasium with my axe

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

Probably because you got that autistic junk in your head

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

Blam! straight in your head, you are already dead

Your lyrics are shit got me headache in my head

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed