This is a song about "Head"

That bitch is dead, decapitated head,

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Holla out my set

The ear worms in my head,

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Dead they chose money over your head"

Woo-hah, got you all in check

And think alone in my head

The rhythm gets into your head.

I don't want you to have my permit yet

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

The numbers burst my head

Like sally mae on college debt