This is a song about "Bong bomb vietcong"

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Got my backpack filled with weed and a nice bong

Breakdancing to melle mel

Bong smoke got me blazed as hell

Hit em with the bomb rhymes

Got a flock full of dimes

The weed into the bong

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

And i walk in to hear the smell of a fresh bong,

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

She put her lips around the motherfucking hookah bong

Hiding in the trenches avoiding the ether bomb

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

I'm setting off the bomb

She go say i bad like saddam