This is a song about "Head up"

Like a voodoo practising spells where they end up taking ya head

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Depressed in my messed up head feelin stressed

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

She's going real light, right up in her head

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

A twenty somethin cup

But like 2pac said, keep ya head up/

He gets straight back up with a big grin in his head

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

To the oppressed out there, go on, just keep your head up

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

This music's dying with it's head strung up in a tightened rope,