This is a song about "Hot headed"

Cause i'm always served hot

O. trice always rep his block

Headed for another world, starting many beastly wars,

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

So i headed to the streets/ it was a scary place to be/ but the

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

Worshiping goat headed deities and breath in,

Rack, rack city shit

Careful where your headed

Road to success headed to the chair

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

Headed home his son ran to his mom in excitement and hugged her strongly

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree