This is a song about "Gun in your head"

Gun wars and prostitution pollutant in your breath

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Got hu women frostburg women

In the car with a gun,

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Your lyrics are shit got me headache in my head

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

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

I gave you the gun.. but not for your head

And please never disrespect my set

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

Lyrically put my hand in your head and then jettison your skeleton

And just in time your head is mine

Talk shit, take a stand in the same rhyme

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

I'm caged up in state prison