This is a song about "The bombs"

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

Atomic bombs i drop on y'all,

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Convertibles with turbo jets

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

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

Atomic bombs come like nations at arms

Smoke a bong sniff mom's coke (whiff) i spoke bombs

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Look at us rhyme too, out lyrics drop bombs,

Saw the bombs on the news

High as shit, i’m in a booth

I drop bombs where ever i be

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money