This is a song about "Biscuit on his head"

Shoot till there ain't shit left in the clip

Nugget, biscuit, nugget in a biscuit.

Raindrops drippin' on my down on my head

And please never disrespect my set

Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

That nigga so shame that he hung his head low (hung his head low)

All lies... he dies! rises at sunrise, arises ted with his head

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

This is to my unborn child

Took his head n' beckoned his mind

Pulled out a burner shut a hole straight through his head

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

There was never a fork on each other's course but it always felt there was on his head

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

He gets straight back up with a big grin in his head