This is a song about "Ducth fuck head"

I hear it in my head

If your man want to bet

Code red, which means you go red

And think alone in my head

The rhythm gets into your head.

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

That bitch is dead, decapitated head,

Celebrate the very day that i get past

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

Woo-hah, got you all in check

And think alone in my head

Fuck she's dead... throw her off the couch, rest my feet on her head.

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Black clouds circle my weary head

Your heart was false just like the words you said