This is a song about "One to the head"

I got a head gun for my own sun the one that is done

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Will they kill me while im sleepin, two to the head/

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

That reminds the blind to dress to the nines head to toe

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

Shell put the beam to ya head

If your man want to bet

I told him get his 9 and run

Why he had to be the one

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

They used to think i was fucked up in the head

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

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

Slit a body open from the head to the toe

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show