This is a song about "Head"

Dead they chose money over your head"

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Cutting me this worthless check

Brain compulsions, fucking with my head

Like sally mae on college debt

The numbers burst my head

And think alone in my head

You already know you're dead

And please never disrespect my set

Disappointment in my head

Like a church in debt

Get twisted in ya head

This is like love, that you can never get

Sicken feeling running thought my head

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

That bitch is dead, decapitated head,