This is a song about "Knob heads"

I call heads, but i get sex/

After lebron, i'm what's next

Blurting text with versing jests perplexing suburban heads

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

I thought it'd get better but

Have heads turning on the scene, -what-

Convertibles with turbo jets

I'm coming for you chickens heads

My every day job makes me feel like i'm bobbin' on some slob's knob

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

Bank on that shit dawg i'm stroking my knob.

Ever since then i had no job

Smoking is a delight that spreads to the minds and heads

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets