This is a song about "I dont have a head"

Don't worry, i still have juliet, she's a newly wed, you'd call her a stupid head.

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow

Dont have many fans but the ones i have blow

Walter payton mercedez, sweetness in every ride

I may have lost my mind, my head feels kind of lite.

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

I dont even know my own head but im sure it dont lie to me,

So dont just sit there get up and have a go

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

I dont gotta have a beat to show these bitches i can rap

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

No need for a gassed head, i'll have you slashed, dead,

I dont even have one of those

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose