This is a song about "Head"

Is not far from white girls with big bread

She don’t give her nigga head

And im sure, that flew over your head/

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

Holla out my set

The numbers burst my head

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

Another victim dissin the towel head/

And now there in my head.

That's boa, see that's my set

And think alone in my head

Give us this day, our daily bread

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Black clouds circle my weary head

Before she fuck with ya head

Finding more light to shed