This is a song about "Bomb defuses"

And meanwhile the agency are throwing over the bomb,

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm

Hold my tears i tried my best

Strap the bomb to my chest

My mom, it was the bomb,

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Salad be tossy, green as the thing that survives the bomb

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

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

I don't care who i bomb, hell i'll bomb vancouver,

When you took my hand up so calm

But overtime goes the bomb

Take her back to where i live

Hit em with the bomb rhymes

And i'mma be a pain in the anus, i'mma be the bomb

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