This is a song about "Dic heads"

Inattentive antennae-heads giving zero attempt

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

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

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Nigga be handin out crawfish trays to lumber heads

Saying they this and that

Leave with their heads in a nap sack

I daydream all the time about severing heads

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

And seeing my parents with their palms placed on their heads

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Four big bottles of water a day, two packs of marlboro reds

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