This is a song about "Head"

Im trying to see her in bed

Get twisted in ya head

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead

And im sure, that flew over your head/

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

Im going to get some head

And please never disrespect my set

If your man want to bet

And now there in my head.

So if i do call it's just a check

And think alone in my head

The rhythm gets into your head.

You could say i'm friends with fred

Hearing voices in my head

My god come before this bread