This is a song about "Head band"

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Loving you is clouding my head

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

Like a church in debt

She don’t give her nigga head

Im trying to see her in bed

The rhythm gets into your head.

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Either a gang nor band but the people still roar like lions when i make more fans

Finding more light to shed

The ear worms in my head,

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

Man, your band is never flexible, like cars in traffic,

Plus you should rap in a kg band

Miami nights, made a couple grand