This is a song about "F bomb"

How could i not blow? all i do is drop "f" bombs

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

You write a rap dissing me then it's graded with an f

Letters are rambunctious made from f~leece,

Like being garbage some type of disease

I'm setting off the bomb

Full of shit, like i ate that john

My time with their half-witted reviews

Ignite the bomb short fuse,

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

Detonate one bomb already a veteran

But overtime goes the bomb

Tats no dey for my arm