This is a song about "Holes in your head"

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

You gotta change the voices in your head

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Bitch i am in your head.

My voice make her wet

Party in your head there a club in your dread

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Stuck in your head like freed lice.

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

If only i could get in your head...

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

I saw your words in your head before you even spoke

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat