This is a song about "Gun shot to the head"

My words are like bullets im ready to load it my tongue is the gun

And if loving her is wrong then i just know i won't see heaven

Raise the gun... to this virgin nun i point this gun,

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

So you better run before you get shot by a gun

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

I understand i'm back by popular demand

So i put the gun to my head and blast,

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Shell put the beam to ya head

Didn't ya mom tell ya not to take the gun way,

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

Shot fired from the shot tower/

I pipe in and one night her

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

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