This is a song about "Ragga bombs"

I drop bombs where ever i be

Mama made her pretty

All on the furniture with no regards

Atomic bombs come like nations at arms

Explode/ like atom bombs, my future drastic

If his bitch insist on getting sick

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Immediately with these bombs i'm totin'

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Mr. happy pop nice songs, i'll drop hip hop pipe bombs

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Dropping bombs without the mortars faster than mexicans

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

How could i not blow? all i do is drop "f" bombs

Look at us rhyme too, out lyrics drop bombs,

And i'm still hurtin over pops