This is a song about "Atomic unit"

Of atomic particles split into two parts

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

All on the furniture with no regards

Atomic bombs come like nations at arms

I don't think you'll get your unit tests to pass

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

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

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

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

Like a whole police k-9 unit filled with basset hounds,

Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

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

Didn't do a thing at all

Atomic bombs i drop on y'all,