This is a song about "Of the head"

Head bangs, back n' forth / it's attached to the strap of an elastic chord

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

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

The man of the house came out and said he shot you in the head

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

Head to the sheets where you strip in front of me

My god come before this bread

The ear worms in my head,

Tech to the head of it's kid, held for ransom

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

The thought of getting head in a comfortable bed is enticing

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

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

Head of the class moments need to pass

You can't be wiping your ass