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

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

It's fucking dangerous the way i pick the razors up

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

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

I'm fucked up and this fucking feeling like 8 miles,

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

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

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Worked up from the very bottom now i'm fucking g/

She ain't picking up strangers from the road, fucking up,

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

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

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

Cause i'm the shit, burp, and piss that's fucking up you nerds again

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them