This is a song about "Atomic kids"

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Till im cosigned or resigned atomic like thymine and iodine

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

Of atomic particles split into two parts

And speak to suburban kids

When you spill out hits

K9's all in the kitchen way before i even heard of mike vick

They want me to stop it, but i can't, this beat is atomic,

You need more assist than the handicapped kids, oh, shit

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

Never meeting his true love, having kids,

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Abandoned throughout the land a million little kids/

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix