This is a song about "Dynamite"

I bet i hit it where every rapper get killed, like

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

Blow up like dynamite, nigga we alright,

I heard that statistic i almost cried

See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right

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

With a stick of freshly lit dynamite.

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

Blow this game the fuck up like dynamite,

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

Rather lose love than to move on never knowing what it feel like

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

But with all the strife it was still fucking dynamite

Niggas is hot when i hit the block, what if i die tonight

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Fuck your dynamite my shit is just straight explosive