This is a song about "Ducth fuck head"

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

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

The numbers burst my head

But i have enough hearts to fuck you up in the head.

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

I hear it in my head

These jordan 4′s: check

Nobody ain't own us yet

Bitch i am in your head.

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

Black clouds circle my weary head

I'll fuck whatever lets me, just to escape from my head

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

Get twisted in ya head