This is a song about "Superbug head"

And now there in my head.

Im trying to see her in bed

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

The rhythm gets into your head.

Musical shots at your head,

You already know you're dead

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

And don't perform after him or you might regret

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Loving you is clouding my head

That bitch is dead, decapitated head,

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

And think alone in my head

That's boa, see that's my set

I don't want you to have my permit yet

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head