This is a song about "Explode"

Vicious roach she really sick of this but she let me poke

Im just waitin to explode and move to the next mode

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

I could go big, or it could explode in my face like a hand grenade.

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Man explode his medulla, leave em soaking up oozing,

Man explode his medulla, leave em soaking up oozing,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Can't go to her family, they won't let her stayno money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job

This my moment, i'm ready to explode, the angers rising up drop the gun, i'm goin into medieval mode

Cocking it back, dicking it around, watching it explode like a water pump

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Cruising on relationship, but need a different boat

Without music i'm no hope my whole globe will explode