This is a song about "Osoma bin laden"

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

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

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

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Only ever talk about how iv bin probation

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

"put that slut back in the trash bin/

And picture me rollin

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

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

And fuck you all, i'm rap's bin laden,

Make them more insecure when they caught one

The loony bin saids i have to go back to the zoo, so i guess now is the time to wish you all adieu

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

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

I assassinated bin laden one swipe decapitate most dragons