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

And seeing my parents with their palms placed on their heads

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

And seeing my parents with their palms placed on their heads

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

Slicing off heads is how i calla truce

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

And seeing my parents with their palms placed on their heads

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Fast and furious sucked, just like these whores heads

Nigga be handin out crawfish trays to lumber heads

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Cutting niggas off like a shed full of severed heads

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets