This is a song about "Lumps in your head"

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

Lyrically put my hand in your head and then jettison your skeleton

You gotta change the voices in your head

Is not far from white girls with big bread

There's just a gap in your head, your not built for it.

I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit

I'm in your head like mnemonic device

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

But i'll be crushing your head in-between cupboards,

Probably because you got that autistic junk in your head

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

Got your head in a bag as i'm walking home,

Code red, which means you go red

How you feel in your head