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

Music is my form of expression, play it loud, play it loud, play it loud

And dusting off the porcelain and open when their cock is out

What i'm doin i just blow, my head is a stove top

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Even if i blow up and get known my shit is free

Blow up by tonight. but who am i? still running round spitting all these lame lines.

Cuz id be lyin and yall be fine chase bread with my dog muthafucka felines

I go, in when i start putting words out

Didn't fucking know i was sellin that loud

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

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

I got me one chance and that's all too, so motherfuckers i just can't blow it,

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit