This is a song about "Sick in the head"

I give you options baby flip a coin

But in my head the party's goin

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

The lines they flow lyrically, spherically, round in my head

A clever idea to take something they said

And those that oppose go out with holes in the head

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Striking down in oklahoma at 2:56, the thoughts make me sick

Lemonhead end up dead

Hit em in the back of the head

My bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna hold me down

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

Waitin' in the fields to pick the cotton, sick and rotten nations,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Woo-hah, got you all in check

But with only the pain in my head