This is a song about "Heads messed"

Four big bottles of water a day, two packs of marlboro reds

Of letting heads progress to zen we're shredding beds and wrecking heads

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

I daydream all the time about severing heads

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

And seeing my parents with their palms placed on their heads

On they car note to go to the club

He couldn't shake the fact that he messed up

Your so messed up cause you use the dirty needles!

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Blurting text with versing jests perplexing suburban heads

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