This is a song about "F bombs"

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

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

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

Suicide bombs like a motherfucking terrorist

And i'm still hurtin over pops

But now my rhymes drop like bombs.

That's why i'm makin' money

Dropping them bombs? yes i be

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

No not kanye but i drop the bombs

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

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

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

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