This is a song about "The bomb digz"

Before i drop the bomb to blow 3.2.1 double oh.

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow

My mom, it was the bomb,

She go say i bad like saddam

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Puffing the bomb green watch me i'm a nazi,

At times i like to watch out the latest shit

Give the bomb the spirit so i can spirit

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

In 3 days the 8th bomb i've dropped

And meanwhile the agency are throwing over the bomb,

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Each bomb digging in straight into the surface

Together all the timethought it was true love

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Because i got the contacts to the bomb threats