This is a song about "Crank"

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

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

Cause everytime yall come around

Then crank up the sub woofers up loud

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

It's not making sense to you right now but

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

Put the top down\ i get around\ crank a sound\ bitches be clowning

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Off, then i'll crank the nozzle til his fuking head pops.

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

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

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit