This is a song about "Postwar boom"

Head and just drop dead boom!

Won't run out anytime soon

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

When the beat drops,boom i see you run

With every boom boom clap in it

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

Run to my room, put the boom in the bag then jump out the window

I'm just tryna push a porsche, that's white like montana snow

And bad bitches give me head and tell

Boom boom, bring it up, titties from hell!

Probably get a boom headshot, or walk up and break your jaw

'less you stabler and benson, i don't fuck with the law

7 to 8, zoom, boom tune

I need a little room

Boom! your computer just exploded

As deep as dawson's creek and shit