This is a song about "Bomb"

Aight santana man...let's do this

The bomb is can bwe you is

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

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

Detonate one bomb already a veteran

Turned himself in, i had to find that dumb

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

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

There's a bomb on board, hotshot, pop quiz:

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

Now im constantly in this bomb drill

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

I just black out and explode like a bomb

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

Imma be an atom bomb dropped on nagasaki