This is a song about "Obama bin laden"

Now i’m killing these shows, i just deliver the hope

From osama, obama and the vatican pope

I'll win putting your shit in the recycle bin

The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

A black guy in a suit, i could tell he was obama

Im ad lib bin while the sticking to script like magnets

Rapping that gabbage, attracting maggots

I can say the day obama got elected

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Only ever talk about how iv bin probation

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Doin wat i do is not a sin i always keep a stray gat in the bin

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention