This is a song about "Hiroshima and the atomic bomb"

Till im cosigned or resigned atomic like thymine and iodine

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Hiding in the trenches avoiding the ether bomb

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

Fuck the bible i'll drop a bomb

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Atari 5200 bomb blow up the nypd

But overtime goes the bomb

No tats dey for my arm

Its cold as shit in this booth

Ignite the bomb short fuse,

My mom, it was the bomb,

That's word to my mom

Enjoys some pot.i like to bomb blocks on the road way and pop bitches when

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men