This is a song about "Air raid siren"

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

Reminnising to the first time my yard got raid,they took my bit of skunk that waas the

Neighbors start to raid with pickets, all ordered large

At the pawn shop, tryna sell this baume watch

Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

I can smell it in the air

Right, now you say you don't care

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

Og like the prince of bel air,

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

A fly by air raid wit a bombardment of brilliance

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

I feel like i heard a faint siren in the distance...