This is a song about "Of the head"

I see a key ahead of my head when i was climbing the stairs,

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

I will die of overdoesing, or a bullet through the head

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

The route, of where he's heading, head straight to the top

Grab your head an trow it under the tire of a damn bus

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

So chase the air hide your stash

Head of the class moments need to pass

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead

I have the vision of her visage in my head

Let that bitch give me head and kick her out of the damn house

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

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

Or was it the effect of vodka running trough your head