This is a song about "Hit the loud"

Stay blowin on dat loud hit port' after that

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

For the loud crowd who brought razors

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

I rap to myself out loud about how beautiful the day

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

The words i couldn't say out loud were written

Clowns.. its like jack the ripper his legend made the public go loud,

Told me mary was a go so we passed her round and round

Smoking on that loud like the crowd of a metal concert

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

In the back cranking music so damn loud

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found