This is a song about "Petya head"

Musical shots at your head,

That's boa, see that's my set

And think alone in my head

Cutting me this worthless check

Im going to get some head

Woo-hah, got you all in check

Finding more light to shed

And now there in my head.

Sicken feeling running thought my head

This is like love, that you can never get

Kick back and know yo son set

I'm writing this off my head

Black clouds circle my weary head

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red