This is a song about "Atomic bombs"

Atomic bombs come like nations at arms

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

How could i not blow? all i do is drop "f" bombs

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm

Bombs after bombs creating a missile storm

Watching for hollow-tip shots

No not kanye but i drop the bombs

Real strong spitting fire bombs

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

That grows under my skin, it's infectious, atomic vomit

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Smoke a bong sniff mom's coke (whiff) i spoke bombs

Dropping them bombs? yes i be

And my kick game beyond crazy