This is a song about "Rave"

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

Drugs are what i crave, find em at a rave.

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

I'll go mad at a rave, i'm ravin' mad! and i feel like the man any place i'm at!

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

Tupac is cryin' in his grave, i'm at a rave with a ton of sun block,

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

How they rave with a phrase of rage, days of sonic,

Ok you think a nigga shallow

Welcome mr. rave this is your show

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

At him that'll probably sting, he'll get back up and rave hate,