This is a song about "Little head"

How you feel in your head

My god come before this bread

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

Nobody ain't own us yet

And think alone in my head

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Boom it hit the head headshot,guess im a little dreamy but its okay to die

Bitch i am in your head.

Holla out my set

Now you can resti betcha never screamed a niggas whole name outand felt tha pleasure and tha pain

I dont think its humane but im not sane, i hear little voices in my head calling my name,

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Ain't no tellin' what really goes on in her little head

The ear worms in my head,

Like a church in debt