This is a song about "Bomb"

The tables are turned i can't take this

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

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

I'm fucking awesome like nagasaki i dropped the bomb

Hit em with the bomb rhymes

Before we see it's hard to live

Hold my tears i tried my best

Strap the bomb to my chest

I just black out and explode like a bomb

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

My mom, it was the bomb,

Full of shit, like i ate that john

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

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

You know i only smoke that bomb weed,

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete