This is a song about "Booty blow up"

All day we blow trees, we'll spice your life up

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

Comin' up in the rap game gonna blow up soon

Drop the bomb blow up the world

She wanted to fight at first

At monster madness doing drive by's on a fucking fixie bike

And so i’m rhyming tight, trying to blow this up like dynamite,

Taliban swag, my career gon' blow up

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Lying to yourself, all over an image

We showin up, we blow the dutch

Blow this shit up harder then landmines

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

When the pressure heats up i just hope not to blow it

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet