This is a song about "F bombs"

Fucked your broad cause my game tight, sit ringside at the main fight

[f] forgettin' fame formulates foreplay for suicide,

And everybody's having sex

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Zero options to choose

Saw the bombs on the news

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

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

F u are my favorite letters

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Set off alarms with them bombs,

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Suicide bombs like a motherfucking terrorist

Get it girl, keep that motor running

Then drop bombs like vietnam better ring