This is a song about "Funk volume"

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

But i show the black machine gun funk when the time is right,

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

I make the moves, that's why i'm rhyming illegally with dynamic funk,

So turn the volume loud, cause it's mayhem 'til the a.m

Wifey like it one minute next minute she don't, man

They rock n rollin bring tha funk to the whole nation/

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Lady of rage and rbx, g-funk would say,

She got grove st. on replay

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Crunk on that colt 45 drunk feeling funk nah mean

Turn the volume up a little bit more

That's why you'll find her on the floor

Never let the game play youand for the fame

The creator of this shit funk volume dame,