This is a song about "Sick in the head"

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

It's sick the world we live in

Fucked up in the head, to hot head always wearing a frown

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

You gotta change the voices in your head

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

Bled, an suddenly the thoughts run back in my head

The ear worms in my head,

Nobody ain't own us yet

I have all the thoughts in my head

I don't want you to have my permit yet

Pounding on the stereo, in my head phones,

This is oh so much like getting votes

You're sick like the boy in the bubble

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle