This is a song about "Helen yeller"

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

It's not making sense to you right now but

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

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

But i remain the good kid

I got your number like caller id

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Angels and demon's im that best seller,

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

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

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

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

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