This is a song about "Ducth fuck head"

Black clouds circle my weary head

And please never disrespect my set

And think alone in my head

Im trying to see her in bed

God bless the dead

The numbers burst my head

Paint a picture in your head and ask why the fuck is that fence dull

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special

If your man want to bet

How you feel in your head

I say it’s your world, cole world to be exact

Fuck it, ill go head, use a real word at last,

And think alone in my head

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

And think alone in my head

Holla out my set