This is a song about "Heads spinning"

As i light one for ill will

Picking heads for oral

Along with my other trophy heads

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

The feds got- their heads chopped,

My mic's like a samuri its sliced heads,

A coward dies a thousand deaths

No commentary my man, i come out swinging

Thought it was finished - "but oh! it hasn't stopped spinning..."

Hang him from a ceiling fan while its spinning

The people gon' feel it, a leader win the building

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

I'm coming for you chickens heads

Spinning round, dizzy town,

They just go around