This is a song about "J bomb"

Dc cabs got my pops alright

Look, now roll my j tight

Hit em with the bomb rhymes

Turn off the lights

Strap the bomb to my chest

Life has put her to the test

Wait, now it's about eight something

D j t j, the best, do his thing

Detonate one bomb already a veteran

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

And i got a little big, keep it low key

J, the j is for the judgement that's been put on me.

Real niggas never hate another man

"damn d j t j is going fucking ham"

Like j-j-j-mont, but next time she utters

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse