This is a song about "Slate heads"

Quick flipping up sexy back

Leave with their heads in a nap sack

But then i break within, clean the slate again

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

So sweet the way i put it down, we wipe the slate clean,

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Inattentive antennae-heads giving zero attempt

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Cutting niggas off like a shed full of severed heads

And seeing my parents with their palms placed on their heads

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

When you've made so many mistakes in life and you just want a clean slate!

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

On top of me the feds, economy's poverty, gotta be the heads,

Four big bottles of water a day, two packs of marlboro reds