This is a song about "Your head"

Son, you think your good, get it out of your head,

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

Call the network dipset family ties

Ill cut your thtroat, chop your head and pluck out your eyes,

Dead they chose money over your head"

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

Stuck in your head like freed lice.

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Shove your head up your butt til ya see your own guts

Your friends say, why we not together yet

The web you created in your head

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

They want power and riches over your head

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

The rhythm gets into your head.