This is a song about "Beheaded"

Sorry did i offend? i intend to pretend to be your friend leave ya beheaded

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Like i already beheaded these wack rap writers/

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Im the king of this, others beheaded, heads discard

Not so shocked your now beheaded

So if they better than the kid

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking

Beheaded the killers of the game and now i'm beaming/

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

King's being beheaded by the prince with instances of sentences