This is a song about "Head injury"

I spit toward ya gingerly but at the end youll have and injury,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Holla out my set

The numbers burst my head

And please never disrespect my set

Disappointment in my head

Kick back and know yo son set

And think alone in my head

The ear worms in my head,

Cutting me this worthless check

Loving you is clouding my head

Is not far from white girls with big bread

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

And now there in my head.

That's boa, see that's my set

Black clouds circle my weary head