This is a song about "Hoopla"

I'm shook by the buzz and there's much to be told

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Gotta finish this verse, can't write it downearly flight now i'm out of town

Other than that, i blend in the background, bracing myself for a letdown/

On dome splits, mind blown only blow commotion,

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Enough of the commotion, imma set things off

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

So dont disturb me if you blow my buzz watch and learn

Going and making all of this commotion

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range

Uh i just need some buzz and a change

Pocket racked up all big faces

Like we were the bees of the buzz