This is a song about "Heads"

And inside they think rap's soft

The feds got- their heads chopped,

I daydream all the time about severing heads

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

I'm coming for you chickens heads

After lebron, i'm what's next

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

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

And seeing my parents with their palms placed on their heads

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

Heads chocker got the chopper over me,

We might be back in this baby