This is a song about "Being head"

Or was i just a desolate being

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

The rhythm gets into your head.

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Nobody ain't own us yet

How you feel in your head

And talk some more shit

Fuck being counterfeit

Someway, somehow nigga feeling

Took the form of a human being

And think alone in my head

That's boa, see that's my set

Im trying to see her in bed

Bitch i am in your head.

Kick back and know yo son set

Sicken feeling running thought my head