This is a song about "Ik ga slapen"

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

But hold the beat, he ain't speaking for everyone

Every day i mourn it/ i wore my love on my sleeve just wishing that you'd adore it

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

Dead they chose money over your head"

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Bll clinton pimping, always with a monica

They be on my pussy im the one they adore nigga

Yeah i'm abbas..i'll run you over..don't care if you're a nun i'll bend you over

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

For setting up traps

Toss it if the cops advance.

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

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

Never get served with manners like "ni hao, bitch"

With rhyming skills, you in amish village