This is a song about "Spinning head"

Spinning but it stays alive in the rotation spread like a virus

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

I'm about about to send their heads spinning

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

She don’t give her nigga head

Like a church in debt

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

Societal freaks still prided on spinning the leek, how tragic

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

I'm slipping from existence and spinning through a dimension

My head keeps spinning and ears keep ringing

My sister and them, all my niggas listening