This is a song about "Sick in the head"

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

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

You gotta get off the mound, and put the game down

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

I love your ambition

It's sick the world we live in

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

But with only the pain in my head

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

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

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

Don't you see? i don't want me, i'm fucked in the head.

They duck, duck... but that goose'll get 'em poked in the head

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Bled, an suddenly the thoughts run back in my head