This is a song about "F bombs"

But now my rhymes drop like bombs.

Jt: fuck each others moms

Letters are rambunctious made from f~leece,

I'm everything that they call nice

Bombs after bombs creating a missile storm

I got a liable larynx, my throat warm

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Mr. happy pop nice songs, i'll drop hip hop pipe bombs

Dropping them bombs? yes i be

And my kick game beyond crazy

F u are my favorite letters

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

You were wrong and have no f*cking invitation,

First off congratulations on the win

How could i not blow, all i do is drop f-bombs, feel my wrath of attack

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad