This is a song about "Head"

And im sure, that flew over your head/

Give us this day, our daily bread

Bitch i am in your head.

You already know you're dead

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

Black clouds circle my weary head

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Get twisted in ya head

Nobody ain't own us yet

She don’t give her nigga head

And think alone in my head

Woo-hah, got you all in check

Your heart was false just like the words you said

The rhythm gets into your head.

Cant take meds without pigs in your head,

I respect that you don't know yet