This is a song about "Squared headed fuckboi"

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Enough fakes!, i don't know where your headed to, but it aint in the right place/

So i headed to the streets/ it was a scary place to be/ but the

That maybe we can slide intobut now you buriedrest nigga

Fuck im getting big headed

I was on my sway shit

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Meanwhile six headed demons take my hand to show me round this ghost ward

Headed home his son ran to his mom in excitement and hugged her strongly

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Searching for direction in a place that has you headed low

Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

I was headed down over to the head shop

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top