This is a song about "Loud weed"

Then crank up the sub woofers up loud

Aim, shoot, the gun of love, round

Like soap when i put my clothes on, i’m joking but i be foamed out

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

I’m way harder than the concrete

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Blast the music up real loud, weed, beer, smokin' chronic,

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

I got something you've been waiting for

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

Stop your stupid racism for crying out loud!

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

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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Didn't fucking know i was sellin that loud

Red bottoms y'all and the ass is out