This is a song about "Peanut head"

Woo-hah, got you all in check

She don’t give her nigga head

Sicken feeling running thought my head

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

Another victim dissin the towel head/

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

The rhythm gets into your head.

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Basically blood leaked from her head

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

We're barely making dollars at our peanut jobs, close to me,

Bitch i am in your head.

Code red, which means you go red

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

You couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut poop