This is a song about "Bombing"

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

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

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

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

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

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Honor that i'm guilty of bombing tracks

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

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

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

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

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

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

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Bombing on her like a fucking rare mortar!