This is a song about "Head"

I hear it in my head

My god come before this bread

And think alone in my head

And please never disrespect my set

The ear worms in my head,

Give us this day, our daily bread

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

If your man want to bet

Im going to get some head

And im sure, that flew over your head/

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

She don’t give her nigga head

Code red, which means you go red

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat

Basically blood leaked from her head