This is a song about "Blowing my line up"

To cali, to cali

I'm blowing up- kamikaze

Fuck life, i’ll cock the gun and pop it, blowing my brains,

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Its busting blowing up your desires

So if i talk down to a man

I'm blowing up like the big bang

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

My fame is bin laden, yo, we blowing the fuck up

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Growing up was over the fence, nigga i hopped the line

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Not giving my symbol but blowing out the whistle

Tree pine, now, do the tree pine

I took my number, i waited in line