This is a song about "Obama bin laden"

You know i love my team, but they couldn't see my vision

Im higher than obama flyin air force one

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

Only ever talk about how iv bin probation

Young nigga with old spirit and ambition

'cause my mama threw me into the loony bin.

Im ad lib bin while the sticking to script like magnets

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

From osama, obama and the vatican pope

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

That means obama aint got my d

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Obama nation, hope all day, since there's life