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

Godzilla, dont hurt the civilians, i have mercy

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

I suggest you practice dude,cause i dont think you have a clue

Half your body laying on my chest

Someone help me! i dont have a hook to end

I dont have a problem puttin somethin shiny in ya mouth/

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

But i have enough hearts to fuck you up in the head.

I just want somebody i can see

Rappers in life dont have a clue how to stop me

I cant i wont i dont have the guts

We vegetables, on them record labels

And i dont give a fuck

I know you're mad, but so what