This is a song about "Grenade"

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

I could go big, or it could explode in my face like a hand grenade.

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

But still i feel like i could strap on a cocked hand grenade,

You ever made a grenade and watched blood as it spills?

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

When i'm seen in that, they gon snatch

Throw a grenade at ya, can you catch?

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

Before you could feel the shell shock of words like a grenade/

Redbox flow and i do not date

Eight inch blades and the tick of a grenade

Might fuck around, throw a grenade

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

We got young people's lives at stake

I got 2 lethals and a grenade