This is a song about "Dynamite"

Blow this game the fuck up like dynamite,

Which you know i'm different, right

I'll never forget, never forget the night

I'd blow you up like dynamite, i'm diamond like

I show you i'm rare, diamond like, and i'll blow you up like dynamite

Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side

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

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

If your head right, i’ll be there every night

But with all the strife it was still fucking dynamite

Blow up like dynamite, nigga we alright,

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

With a stick of freshly lit dynamite.

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight

‘cuz i’m the guiding light, blowing up this game like dynamite,

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide