This is a song about "Fire up loud"

Fans cheerin loud fillin up arenas

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

Ridin' through my city car black can't see out

I go, in when i start putting words out

I’m gonna turn this shit up loud, so loud, so loud

Set up fire to the ceiling, wait fuck that set fire to the building

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

Fire up that vm like it's mary jane

Baby doll, check it out: i get around

I’m gonna turn this shit up loud, so loud, so loud

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

We chief on loud like indians and my crews strapped up like cowboys

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

It was quebec, where i lit him up with fire,