This is a song about "Boom"

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Killed you before you came out of your mothers whome boom bitch i'm here i probably

Nigga you were wrong, you jumped in front of my gun, and heard the boom

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

Boom! run up on a nigga wit the dope lyrics.

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

And all you get was a hater telling you you won't be seeing them soon,

When you get hit its not gunna be boom all i have to say is welcome to your doom

I go boom loud like a siren

So now she picks up the gun

Forty-five on the side me (boom boom)

And her smile lit up the room

Probably get a boom headshot, or walk up and break your jaw

'less you stabler and benson, i don't fuck with the law

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Boom it hit the head headshot,guess im a little dreamy but its okay to die