This is a song about "Bombing syri"

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

Spotting the brain performing lyrical dive-bombing raids, raining heavy reign

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

I'm killin it! my hand's the detonator to rhyme bombing.

Honor that i'm guilty of bombing tracks

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

Spotting the brain performing lyrical dive-bombing raids, raining heavy reign

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game

Spotting the brain performing lyrical dive-bombing raids, raining heavy reign/

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

I'm bombing rap, 'bout as sick as a hypochondriac

Bombing on her like a fucking rare mortar!

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Hostile when bombing posses like kamikazes, he's positive,

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live