This is a song about "Mest up hairling"

That shit was wack as fuck

Lights coming up, night coming up,

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Then crank up the sub woofers up loud

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

Problems stackin up, pretty soon im packin up

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Say what you wanna but

Beat box while we team up

I see the sun comin up

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but