This is a song about "Oumar s forehead"

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though

We hustle to survive

It´s the battle of life

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head

You fool deserve a bravo followed by stamp hoe on your forehead

Every day was a saturday, shit

The outline which you n****s out dated

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

Of willing to aim, a gun, to your forehead, its not fun, to wish you were dead.

If only i could go back into the 80’s

The best is that which i accept and nothing less