This is a song about "Bass power streets grime money cars music"

Money equals greed, greed equals power,

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Done grime these streets are the

She acting all extra

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Music getting louder, bass is bumping out in outer space

Blast the music up loud, crank the bass, smokin' chronic,

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

I ain't ?? just feelin how you felt when you came

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

The city streets - bars, clubbing and cars rushing at sickly speeds