This is a song about "Potatoe head"

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

That bitch is dead, decapitated head,

I don't want you to have my permit yet

Loving you is clouding my head

Code red, which means you go red

And think alone in my head

You already know you're dead

Give us this day, our daily bread

The numbers burst my head

And please never disrespect my set

And think alone in my head

Like a church in debt

Bitch i am in your head.

You could say i'm friends with fred

Get twisted in ya head