This is a song about "F bombs"

We know we always out

When she f***in' turns around

But now my rhymes drop like bombs.

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Atomic bombs i drop on y'all,

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball

No not kanye but i drop the bombs

Heard the sound of several gun shots

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

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm

Bombs after bombs creating a missile storm

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Smoke a bong sniff mom's coke (whiff) i spoke bombs