This is a song about "Bull head"

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

But all yo get is bull crap

No longer with the bull shit , ill react with no regret.

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Cutting the bull like me and the blade double teaming the ox

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

I stole what i got no receipts, its bull sellin rocks just to eat

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

Big bull, mad rapper with balls of steel

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

So insane,this man gonna hit you with a red bull bottle

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

I've been through all the bull, switch formation