This is a song about "Fire up loud"

They bringing me fish and chips

Lighting up mary jane; that loud chick's

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Or blaze a track up loud myself have to become a mc

Fire up the burning bush

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Shawty you about to fuckin catch fire and blow up

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

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

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

My loud stay boomin hope it dont wake up my neighbors

I wanted the money and never the fame

Fire up that vm like it's mary jane

Blast the music up real loud, weed, beer, smokin' chronic,

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit