This is a song about "Explode"

Bombs drop, hit and then explode the mic

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

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

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

My brain explode from lyrical bombs that i have

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

A million nasty things went through my mind

All these thoughts in my head might explode when sliced/

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

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

Hold in the truth for so long that you eventually explode!

And i ain't talking rap, man, i'm coming up this road

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

Yo the clip fully loaded and im ready to explode it

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit