This is a song about "Bomb"

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Hold up call it prime time, hold up i'm a mob bomb.

Hold my tears i tried my best

Strap the bomb to my chest

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

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

Hiding in the trenches avoiding the ether bomb

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

I miss you at my recent show

I got a bomb ready to blow

I'm setting off the bomb

I got stacks all in my charm

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

I'm never the winner, always the loser

But i wanted to explode like a ticking time bomb

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don