This is a song about "Dented head"

Basically blood leaked from her head

And please never disrespect my set

The rhythm gets into your head.

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

You already know you're dead

Get twisted in ya head

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Last wednesday, accidentally dented the back of my truck.

Sicken feeling running thought my head

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

That's boa, see that's my set

Musical shots at your head,

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

And now there in my head.

And think alone in my head

If your man want to bet