This is a song about "Got my head stright"

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Got ma head in da books

Renting out the space in my head, it's got a vacancy

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

I got a head gun for my own sun the one that is done

It's the way we've adapted, though fuck it i made it happen

Head hancho got my seat back

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Loving you is clouding my head

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

She give so much head got her sittin on my mantle

And i'm still smoking that green but i've got my head on straight this time

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Just got some words inside my head i use my mouth to transmit