This is a song about "Dead head"

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

All you see is red all over my bed cant even see my head cuz im dead.

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

My brain's dead weight, i'm trying to get my head straight

If i ain't the dopest then joker's either lying or smoking

I'm the walking dead, but i'm just a talking head, a zombie floating

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

When some shit pops in my head, my mind is crazy, hops, drops, and flops until its dead

Dead they chose money over your head"

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

I give up, high five it up, put the glock to my head, dead

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

You phonies 'bout to head home in a box 'cuz it's the dead zone,

Your heart was false just like the words you said

The modern man was never dead, he's in my head/