This is a song about "Israel bomb"

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

In 3 days the 8th bomb i've dropped

Ignite the bomb short fuse,

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

I'm not playing, i might as well be making a bomb

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

Hiding in the trenches avoiding the ether bomb

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Theres gasoline on the ground, and israel is where the lighter sets

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

And meanwhile the agency are throwing over the bomb,

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

My mom, it was the bomb,

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

I don't care who i bomb, hell i'll bomb vancouver,