This is a song about "Kylie bomb"

Just say he's the best

Strap the bomb to my chest

Hit em with the bomb rhymes

Wale they call me tiger stripes

I just black out and explode like a bomb

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Hiding in the trenches avoiding the ether bomb

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

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

And meanwhile the agency are throwing over the bomb,

You know i only smoke that bomb weed,

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Suddenly, their occurred a bomb blast........

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Hold up call it prime time, hold up i'm a mob bomb.