This is a song about "Head"

Get twisted in ya head

Cutting me this worthless check

Is not far from white girls with big bread

And im sure, that flew over your head/

That's boa, see that's my set

Basically blood leaked from her head

The rhythm gets into your head.

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

If your man want to bet

I'm writing this off my head

Disappointment in my head

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

And think alone in my head

Finding more light to shed

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Im a head hunter with targets on every head