This is a song about "Explosions"

Foetal abortions illegal extortions lethal explosions everyday i'm dying of exhaustion/

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

While i'm instilled with the grief of explosions

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

Evoking emotions, sharp explosions to the notions of a spliffs devotion.