This is a song about "Little head"

Sicken feeling running thought my head

Me and you in extasydon't be upset

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

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

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Why are the little kids having little kids

When you feel like this

Into little minces

You could say i'm friends with fred

She don’t give her nigga head

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

I'm about to rip the head off this little fuckin bitch

And these artists don't need me they already rich

And think alone in my head

Like a church in debt