This is a song about "Strawberry fizz"

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.

My voice is bubblier than soda fizz, wish,

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

Not intimidated by death nor the slammer,

Tell her drink, come get drunk, it's nut cracker

There's a bomb on board, hotshot, pop quiz:

You ain’t never been higher than this

This rapping is just a charm

My mom, it was the bomb,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Imma be an atom bomb dropped on nagasaki

Oh, mama got a visa

Plant the bomb like petunia

Now im constantly in this bomb drill

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill