This is a song about "Bite your head off"

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

You all wish something would turn off in my head/

It off the head like circumcision

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

The rhythm gets into your head.

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

You got a big head them im a take it off your style bugs me disgusts me

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

Gonna hit your head off with an echo, line you up and set yo, in position

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

Rip your head off and dangle you, no remorse when i mangle you

For the occasion, paper planes

Bite into your bangs, shake the chains.