This is a song about "Head explosions"

The ear worms in my head,

You already know you're dead

My god come before this bread

I hear it in my head

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

Brain compulsions, fucking with my head

Basically blood leaked from her head

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

Bitch i am in your head.

God bless the dead

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

While i'm instilled with the grief of explosions

The rhythm gets into your head.

That's boa, see that's my set