This is a song about "Skull dozers"

Shout out them strippers who hustle

They just kicked their minds outta their skull

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

To disagree, skull fuck them till they can't scream,

To disagree, skull fuck them till they can't scream,

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

He rigs the raid, guards knees buckles, for god sakes he's gonna beat em till his skull crunches

Running circles round your skull like the earths equator

Chasing your dreams instead of chasing a niggas paper

And your face erased just like red skull.

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Panoramic views be tumblin' out my mind

Candy on my skull can call me a child

We don't believe you, you need more people

Just stop it, get it into your thick skull