This is a song about "Atomic mass"

I break the mass majority for riches

I can teach you all the sounds of love

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

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

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

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

Just the perfect time, just to master mine

But as time passes, mass minds crash and lack climb

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Or understand the dust blocks in there gainin' mass

Mirror mirror on the wall

Atomic bombs i drop on y'all,

Till im cosigned or resigned atomic like thymine and iodine

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine