This is a song about "Atomic atoms"

No wrists slit, we came to split atoms

Always knew where the pot was

Attracting and absorbing atoms

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

But when i spit its atomic, like feeling the force of a comet.

Atomic bombs come like nations at arms

I be calling out game like miles at the farms

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

It's funny the vibration of your atoms shake the earth at its foundations and

This song is an atomic bomb and i'm holding rap hostage

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

Destroyer of atomic bonds,

Hit the green like running backs with no yards