This is a song about "Bomb defuses"

My mom, it was the bomb,

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Now im constantly in this bomb drill

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

There's a bomb on board, hotshot, pop quiz:

I'm not playing, i might as well be making a bomb

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm

That's word to my mom

But overtime goes the bomb

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

And meanwhile the agency are throwing over the bomb,

I just black out and explode like a bomb

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

I'm fucking awesome like nagasaki i dropped the bomb