This is a song about "Square head"

And my computer i'm a square shooter so most of these

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

The next time you want to square off, just remember i'm not easily provoked.

My lungs are filled with tar, i just keep smoking that marb red square,

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

And now there in my head.

Cutting me this worthless check

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Give them bitches the boot if they can't perform the square root

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

I'm writing this off my head

Lemonhead end up dead

Loving you is clouding my head