This is a song about "Hammer heads"

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

My mic's like a samuri its sliced heads,

Picking heads for oral

Lady at the frank stand will

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Which comes towards me like thor's hammer

I never use a fork i always spoon her

To catapult and bring down the hammer

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

I'll take a hammer to her new piano

Four big bottles of water a day, two packs of marlboro reds

Of letting heads progress to zen we're shredding beds and wrecking heads

And don't make vibrations stop

With the hammer and a rock

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Killed thor stole his hammer and opened a vortex,