This is a song about "Osama bin laden"

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

I keep terrorizing rappers like osama

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

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Only ever talk about how iv bin probation

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Clutch her jeans while she kicks, osama asked for my tricks.

Like twenty-five to life never crossed they mindtell me young nigga never learned a thang

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

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

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

My fame is bin laden, yo, we blowing the fuck up

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

911 and osama, i fight with love instead of hate,