This is a song about "Crack heads"

And this will be the song that we sing

I'm about about to send their heads spinning

Nigga be handin out crawfish trays to lumber heads

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

My tongue is da sword, double-edge, two heads

The feds got- their heads chopped,

Got a beans if you wanna pop

On top of me the feds, economy's poverty, gotta be the heads,

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

My mic's like a samuri its sliced heads,

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Smackin heads on the pavement,

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

I daydream all the time about severing heads