This is a song about "Shaved head"

And now there in my head.

My god come before this bread

And please never disrespect my set

And think alone in my head

I hope that pussy shaved so i watch it squirt squirt squirt

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

Musical shots at your head,

You could say i'm friends with fred

And think alone in my head

Give us this day, our daily bread

Get twisted in ya head

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

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

Brain compulsions, fucking with my head

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head