This is a song about "Potatoe head"

Musical shots at your head,

Nobody ain't own us yet

Sicken feeling running thought my head

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

And think alone in my head

Kick back and know yo son set

Hearing voices in my head

So if i do call it's just a check

Bitch i am in your head.

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Holla out my set

I hear it in my head

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

Im going to get some head

There lived a lil' boy who was misled