This is a song about "Bomb"

Hold my tears i tried my best

Strap the bomb to my chest

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

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

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Ignite the bomb short fuse,

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Give up, it's done, i already drop the nuclear bomb

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

Now im constantly in this bomb drill

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

I just black out and explode like a bomb

Hit em with the bomb rhymes

There is a light that shines

You know i only smoke that bomb weed,

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried