This is a song about "Bin laden"

You fuck with a family man, understand, my pen brings it like a laden weatherman/

Ay, undo your bra with one handif anything is gonna care it on and cum can

Still in my skull is a vacant, empty void been using it more as a bin for storage

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Then the world ain't no trick no more

Iv checked this once iv bin before

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

The rich bin diminishing tonnage as kids rummage through the chips in the rubbish

Or be swept to see like osama bin laden was left in the ocean

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Im ad lib bin while the sticking to script like magnets

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids