This is a song about "Little head"

Im trying to see her in bed

Brain compulsions, fucking with my head

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

And think alone in my head

My god come before this bread

Before she fuck with ya head

If your man want to bet

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

Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game

You already know you're dead

Loving you is clouding my head

Disappointment in my head

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Get twisted in ya head

Give us this day, our daily bread