This is a song about "Osam bin laden"

Only ever talk about how iv bin probation

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

The sage is burnt to crumb, the pipe scorched like my laden lung

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

'cause my mama threw me into the loony bin.

Ice and rain, letter, center of attention

I'll win putting your shit in the recycle bin

In a collision, i see their ambition

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

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

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

Iv checked this once iv bin before

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

Im ad lib bin while the sticking to script like magnets

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things