This is a song about "Shout"

Boy you know ill smoke you out

Why should i pout when i can shout

Homie gotta shout out

Get yours; you know what this about

Exit the v wit my gun out

Your throat loves when you shout

Not by hand but pushed me to shout

Back wood, the tree i’m ashing out

I ain't interested in fame

Shout to the clouds n the rain

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Oh yeah, shout out to ma propers too...

Mm let it out show them u want to shout

They tryna get it in, we gotta point 'em out

You hear the mothers and fathers shout

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd