This is a song about "Bomb squad"

My squad is who i get it wit

The real muscle in the message of that

If i bomb on saturday

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Plant the bomb like petunia

Im no angel, my hoes like a sega

Full of shit, like i ate that john

I'm setting off the bomb

Choppas out now-now open wide like a freak squad.

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

Try to press my button whole squad come in a dozen

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

To become a couple of half pig cops, part of the rcmp squad

We like to party

The squad on lock no key