This is a song about "Crank it up"

See these lights got me on another level

The records been set, crank the bass and treble

We're living in a fantasy

And you blew it up honey

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Women hate me cuz i tend to crank labor

Crank it up like you don't give a fuck fuck fuck

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

Gave it all up, laid it all down

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

Must pick it up, but im afraid someone will creep up...

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

And as long as it is fucked up

So crank the bass up like crazy and let yourself go, let yourself go

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw