This is a song about "Skull dozers"

Still in my skull is a vacant, empty void been using it more as a bin for storage

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

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

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

And your face erased just like red skull.

With a honey in the middle

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

When a 4 by 4 comes crashing into your skull and furthermore

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

I can hammer it in with nails and set your skull ablaze

Just stop it, get it into your thick skull

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Lacking colour, null, dull skull.

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that