This is a song about "Bullet to the brain"

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

I sold my soul to the devil with my brain attached

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Whos brain seems to burst by the seams

Blood to the brain, saltsraumen, it's calling for a surgeon

Hittin' curbs and blastin' erick sermon drunk off english bourbon

Our nation have to bow, africa

Talk or move but you all take bullet to the

And starts to illuminate my brain

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

She ain't got a man

Do you hear the bullet clang?

It's lopsided like a aa college student trying to undertake a d1 scholar

One bullet to the brain, forgive my sins and all i didn't mean to be a bother

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Take this bullet of lyrical rhymes right into the brain