This is a song about "Your gay head"

You already know you're dead

Dead they chose money over your head"

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

You troubled boy,your keep getting pushed in the lockers little gay boy,skinny as fuck

You gotta change the voices in your head

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

The rhythm gets into your head.

Code red, which means you go red

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Cant take meds without pigs in your head,

Minus your head legs arms

You haters put up your guards

Bitch i am in your head.

Cutting me this worthless check

How you feel in your head

If your man want to bet