This is a song about "Osam bin laden"

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

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Put the glocks on the bench pull out the knife ur fear laden eyes widen u start begging for ur life

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Or be swept to see like osama bin laden was left in the ocean

Iv checked this once iv bin before

And i don't run counters no more

A proper introduction is necessary when your shit is legendary, man

You fuck with a family man, understand, my pen brings it like a laden weatherman/

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I assassinated bin laden one swipe decapitate most dragons

Don't put shit into my head my brain is not a fucking bin,

I be frontinand i'mma drink my hennessey like it ain't nothin

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Im ad lib bin while the sticking to script like magnets