This is a song about "Pumkin head"

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

The ear worms in my head,

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Sicken feeling running thought my head

You could say i'm friends with fred

And think alone in my head

That's boa, see that's my set

Black clouds circle my weary head

Another victim dissin the towel head/

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

Basically blood leaked from her head

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

Loving you is clouding my head

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

That bitch is dead, decapitated head,

And please never disrespect my set