This is a song about "Bang him to the curb"

Boomerang, pull the trigger bang bang.

This should be illegal man

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

Spitting on the side walk cussing on the curb

Both: this the perfect plan

Gotta get join, get the 45 bang

So right before i sleep, dear god, what i'm askin

The 4 horsemen surround him, they try to astound him,

I got an evil gang the only thing to hear is a bang that sprang from their

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Sat on the curb, since birth, my mental issue is earth,

Switch lanes, swiftly shift to shit, hear "bang bang",

And they respect that, say that i'm real man

I'm blowing up like the big bang

You gotta understand man