This is a song about "Making loud noises to keep the bears away"

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

The voices making noises constant rings in my head,

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Even if it doesnt keep away the pain

They follow him around making noises at him like walkers

And scott larock the super ho back in latin quarters

I'm selling wisdom, just try and listen i'm tryna get you

So loud it breaks the stero. i bust your eardrums and you try to

I need to get out there soon, the cash is getting away

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

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

Try to pull away from making me seem like something i'm not,

Round my motherfuckin way

We used to put the world away

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

But radio ain't trying to follow suit