This is a song about "Bobble head"

And think alone in my head

My voice make her wet

Nobody ain't own us yet

Musical shots at your head,

Another victim dissin the towel head/

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

And think alone in my head

The numbers burst my head

Woo-hah, got you all in check

I'm writing this off my head

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Black clouds circle my weary head

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Cant take meds without pigs in your head,