This is a song about "Little head"

That bitch is dead, decapitated head,

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

And think alone in my head

Code red, which means you go red

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

// [don't you worry your pretty little head off]

The ear worms in my head,

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

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

Baby girl my stroke official

Or maybe too little

Into little minces

I'm a force to be reckoned with