This is a song about "Atomic fusion"

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

Atomic bombs come like nations at arms

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

None of your own will pick up the phone cuz this human is a new fusion god and man perfect union

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

What is everything, down to atomic,

Gonna yamoto on your face cause i got a fusion core

Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

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

Love is a fusion of nuisance and putrid muses like cupid

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Atomic bombs come like nations at arms

Atomic bombs i drop on y'all,

Mirror mirror on the wall