This is a song about "Ass gone make a sound"

You gone make me feel the lovin

Catch you up on places i've been

When i'm gone i'll leave without a trace, without a sound

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

Then speed it up, this playing in the background

It'll be so fast it won't make a sound,

And me and them rappers we don’t share no common ground

We're gonna make this through, look around, hear the sound?

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

Title wave it til you fake it til you make it with the sound

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

Another year has gone away to make way for a new way,

Where the hood rules, kick our ass if we make a mistake!

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

You gone make me feel the lovin

Energized and still going