This is a song about "Lice"

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

I’m on these niggas mind like lice

For being nasty off the top like my heads got lice

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

Hold up, check that his food for any lice,

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

Inferior, but i'm nice

Stuck in your head like freed lice.

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice

I bet your so dirty yo probably got lice in your scalp,

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

So it leaves me to wonder

He's weird and got lice stuck up his fur

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

Getting high infront of the, po-lice, higher then i was before, see?