This is a song about "Living in my head"

These words that swirl up in my head

Cutting me this worthless check

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

And think alone in my head

Give us this day, our daily bread

Not only with my hand, but with a black revolver

Humboldt represented through my rhyming, living in copper

Hearing voices in my head

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

The gun rests in my hands, pressed up to my head,

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead