This is a song about "Osoma bin laden"

Only ever talk about how iv bin probation

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

'cause my mama threw me into the loony bin.

In a collision, i see their ambition

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

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

Ay, undo your bra with one handif anything is gonna care it on and cum can

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

Still in my skull is a vacant, empty void been using it more as a bin for storage

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

The rich bin diminishing tonnage as kids rummage through the chips in the rubbish

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

Iv checked this once iv bin before

Hands up, throw me up against the wall