This is a song about "Bomb ass nigga"

You cocky ass nigga, you got flow, thats it

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

Take a nigga off the map prolly leave his ass depressed,

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

U hating ass nigga u a fucking jew

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

You a lame ass nigga, who dont deserve a gun

Got them bomb ass drugs cause i follow all the cook books

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Who knows what the

Ol' fiction ass nigga,

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze