This is a song about "Sneaker heads"

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

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

I'm on deck i'm up next

I'm coming for you chickens heads

My tongue is da sword, double-edge, two heads

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

I'm about about to send their heads spinning

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

And seeing my parents with their palms placed on their heads

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Heads keep bopping not stopping til next weekend

So, with that, we need us a plan, respect

I daydream all the time about severing heads

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

My mic's like a samuri its sliced heads,