This is a song about "Young niggers blowing up"

When it's all said and done

Blowing up like i'm boston

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Fake young snitches that call us up

As i enter the vicinity i'm blowing up rappers in the center of proximity

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

They be little, young, kid i am growing up

On they car note to go to the club

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Blowing stones, froze, icing sugar up my nose/

I just think i need one night, slightly more if it's done right

‘cuz i’m the guiding light, blowing up this game like dynamite,

You gotta understand man

I'm blowing up like the big bang