This is a song about "Square headed kid"

Headed for another world, starting many beastly wars,

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

To really think about where my life is headed

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Worshiping goat headed deities and breath in,

You just working with the scraps you was given

And making sure the times square screen shows their dick pic

Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic

Road to success headed to the chair

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

Now the corners close in on me, now i'm too square,

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair