This is a song about "Atomic unit"

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

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

On a pop track, then exploded like i was atomic/

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

It was evil, there was peace in the streets, a breathing unit,

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

Terror can be locked up in a phyciatric unit for being a member

Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever

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

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

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

I'm just trying to find a chick that's flier than my prior bitch