This is a song about "Heads"

Smoking is a delight that spreads to the minds and heads

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Now i ain't saying i'm mad, but i'm gunning for your heads

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

We've just never discussed what's on in our heads

Heads chocker got the chopper over me,

A military mind mean money

Heads keep bopping not stopping til next weekend

I have sins so my pants never had lent

And seeing my parents with their palms placed on their heads

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Bucket heads and goonies in common sight

Shotgun in the drop made a right