This is a song about "Noise complaint"

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Look...i stay with loud call it boom in noise

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

In the next few bars, i will briefly express my complaint

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

I heard a bump and a little shake, a lot of noise.

I heard a bump and a little shake, a lot of noise.

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise...

I went to school with the white boys

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

The noise became over whelming for him to continue on to bare,