This is a song about "Napoleon dynamite"

And so i’m rhyming tight, trying to blow this up like dynamite,

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

Blow up like dynamite, nigga we alright,

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

Fuck your dynamite my shit is just straight explosive

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

I'd blow you up like dynamite, i'm diamond like

‘cuz i’m the guiding light, blowing up this game like dynamite,

Now turn around and let me see just what you curve like

But with all the strife it was still fucking dynamite

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride

Must be a lady in tha light

With a stick of freshly lit dynamite.

I show you i'm rare, diamond like, and i'll blow you up like dynamite

Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right