This is a song about "Fuck heads"

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Smoking is a delight that spreads to the minds and heads

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

My mic's like a samuri its sliced heads,

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

Inattentive antennae-heads giving zero attempt

Bucket heads and goonies in common sight

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

And everybody's having sex

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

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

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