This is a song about "Loud bud"

Sorry if i'm to loud

I'mma catch you next time around

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

People wishing for better days trimming bud in a great haze

I trust nothing but my bud,

Uh ha, you know what

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

Music is my form of expression, play it loud, play it loud, play it loud

I went from quiet to loud

Stuntin when we out

Get loud/ get loud/ let me hear you get louder

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

When i get stressed out i have to take a bud

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Stop your stupid racism for crying out loud!

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