This is a song about "Suicidal blast"

Those were the days everyone was having a blast

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Ill put yo bitch on blast

And i ain't trying to land

Bitch coming at you fast with a blast

They could never understand

Every single season i just feel the wrath of over blast

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

To blast out that pipebomb rhyme

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

Pooping - having a blast,

Got a nigga in her face just gassed

But this real, fuck how you feel

So blast off i'm outta here

Hangin out the window, i might get the blast

Say she like my style but i talk too fast