This is a song about "Sift heads"

Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt

Inattentive antennae-heads giving zero attempt

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Smoking is a delight that spreads to the minds and heads

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

Heads keep bopping not stopping til next weekend

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

I daydream all the time about severing heads

Convertibles with turbo jets

I'm coming for you chickens heads

And seeing my parents with their palms placed on their heads

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Of letting heads progress to zen we're shredding beds and wrecking heads