This is a song about "Head lice"

I’m on these niggas mind like lice

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

And think alone in my head

If your man want to bet

Hold up, check that his food for any lice,

Never miss these things, see my game precise

Im going to get some head

And please never disrespect my set

Kick back and know yo son set

She don’t give her nigga head

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

That bitch is dead, decapitated head,

From a light-skinned girl to a dark-skinned brother

He's weird and got lice stuck up his fur

Sicken feeling running thought my head

Code red, which means you go red