This is a song about "Im not a terrorist"

Hear the rambling in the sky

Oh wait that aint right im not a guy

A bong,and my rhymes will blow you away-terrorist to a bomb.if you snitch

Salute me, game: invented it, and you can't get no membership, little bitch

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Im not a rap dude or a dude who rap

The reason why they had to give me a deal

Not giving a shit because im too dyamn surreal,

I bang your mom so hard you can call me a terrorist

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

Suicide bombs like a motherfucking terrorist

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

Im not a small dog on a leash, you cant handle this

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Ride or die niga im not a stunt dummy