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

Gotta that red dot on yo head call it buck shot

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

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

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

We're gonna sling shot to the top, i swear i'll never stop

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

In the car with a gun,

Miami nights, ain't another one

Riding shot gun when the cops open the door

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

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

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

To get rid of pussy niggas i go grab the gun,

So drunk, gun to my head pulling the trigger

Myself as a prominent figure