This is a song about "Hiroshima bombing and fucking up the japs"

Me i be fucking up you dignity and imagery and the way

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

To stand and oppose to those who fucking up the system,

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Grab the fork like precious, and just fucking eat up,

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Bombing on her like a fucking rare mortar!

One day it'll rise like stocks and burn up fucking city blocks.

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

Spotting the brain performing lyrical dive-bombing raids, raining heavy reign

They ain’t really for condoms, i just think that it’s shocking

I'm killin it! my hand's the detonator to rhyme bombing.

With an ar-16 and shoot up the whole fucking lobby

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see