This is a song about "Bomb"

No tats dey for my arm

My mom, it was the bomb,

There is a light that shines

Hit em with the bomb rhymes

And meanwhile the agency are throwing over the bomb,

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

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

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

Detonate one bomb already a veteran

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

But overtime goes the bomb

She go say i bad like saddam

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Suddenly, their occurred a bomb blast........

Each bomb digging in straight into the surface

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service