This is a song about "Rave"

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

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

Welcome mr. rave this is your show

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

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

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

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

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

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

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