This is a song about "Head floating"

And i'm suspended in the air floating

Sly's little shop of horrors, now showing

And truthfully girl you really make my day

I'm feeling so high that i'm floating away

Now there's bits of her floating in my cereal bowl

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

My body's sailing into the sea ,floating like a piece of cork,

Floating through the sky with the random black guy high as fuck

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Floating on a cloud i hope i never fall

She suck my dick while i'm on a call

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

But i'm just a talking head, a zombie floating

Kick back and know yo son set

Loving you is clouding my head