This is a song about "Blown up"

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

Smoke cheese all day, getting blown away

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

On dome splits, mind blown only blow commotion,

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

When rappers spit about the hoes their mouth is blown to smithereens

They're coming super quick, like being blown without the wick

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Can't find no one to watch her kids, so she pay her sister

In america, it's okay to be a full-blown sinner

Saying that you just got blown again

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

The importance of makin a fortune is blown outta proportion

I already blown my chance

If i don't make that man there dance