This is a song about "Bullet to the head"

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

Ripping through flesh, i'm a bullet pushing through my foes' head

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

I found her in favela with a bullet in her head

A clever idea to take something they said

The gun rests in my hands, pressed up to my head,

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

A woman by his side with a bullet in her head

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Stray away bullet streaks off the lips son

Shell put the beam to ya head

Give us this day, our daily bread

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

I will die of overdoesing, or a bullet through the head