This is a song about "Loose your fucking head"

How you feel in your head

Ain't finna peak yet

Im trying not to loose my fucking head

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Your punches to satan are like loose fur that just tickles

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

But we dont fucking loose,

I'm gonna pick the world up and i'm gonna drop it on your fucking head

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

You'll get a sickness that affects your head, be fucking vicious who you're

All the possessions you possess, and they can't keep your spirit full

Now i didnt say we can be cool you gotta loose head so tighten some screws

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Nobody ain't own us yet

Bitch i am in your head.