This is a song about "Alarm"

// [you can sound the alarm]

Pay dues like a hair salon

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

I'll strike this flame, ignite this game, and alarm the citizens

No tats dey for my arm

// [you can sound the alarm]

Quite gifted, ambitions of life living

Head for his office when the alarm starts to ring

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

Set my alarm early to make sure i wake up

She never ready to go so she forever come

Oh false alarm,he's just a retarded bum...