This is a song about "I drop bombs"

Look at us rhyme too, out lyrics drop bombs,

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

How am i blind yet i can spot exactly where to drop some bombs,

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Mr. happy pop nice songs, i'll drop hip hop pipe bombs

Look at us rhyme too, out lyrics drop bombs,

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

I drop bombs like a nazi pilot it's kamikaze now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

No not kanye but i drop the bombs

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

How could i not blow? all i do is drop "f" bombs

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

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