This is a song about "Blow up allah"

Drop the bomb blow up the world

We left em a world that's cursed

And so i’m rhyming tight, trying to blow this up like dynamite,

Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right

Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master

By blowin up mics like allah hu akbar

Hopefully they see the talent i carry just like jimmy

And blow myself up makin everyone a causality

Blow up and being in a position

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition

Flowing untill their lungs are blow up

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

Blow up and being in a position

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Taliban swag, my career gon' blow up