This is a song about "Head"

The rhythm gets into your head.

Kick back and know yo son set

The ear worms in my head,

Finding more light to shed

Basically blood leaked from her head

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

My god come before this bread

She don’t give her nigga head

Im trying to see her in bed

Brain compulsions, fucking with my head

And think alone in my head

You could say i'm friends with fred

Musical shots at your head,

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Get twisted in ya head

I respect that you don't know yet