This is a song about "Nappy headed hos"

Worshiping goat headed deities and breath in,

Everybody finger point in your direction

How you niggas pimpin if you spendin on vagina

I'm coming after y'all like a seven headed hydra,

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Headed for another world, starting many beastly wars,

Nobody will fuckin test me cause these hos wont even dare

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

Enough fakes!, i don't know where your headed to, but it aint in the right place/

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

If you ready then i'm ready go, hear this on my radio

Searching for direction in a place that has you headed low

Am level headed getting head of a heifer,

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her