This is a song about "All i blow is loud"

All these voices are so loud

Cause everytime you come around

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

How could i not blow? all i do is drop f-bombs, feel my wrath of attack

I drop o after o of the loud,

The fourth one, i like to kick around

I go boom loud like a siren

Cold world no blanket son

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

Every blow that i throw is a vicious hit,

I like my weed real loud real loud

I try to be the guy, you think about

She blow me i blow trees i keep on smoking

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Ready to end it all, wish i never sold loud

Ride him all around, when he hits the ground