This is a song about "Sound and vibrations"

And we gotta stay and pray for 'em, may sound strange but wait

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

Fuck around and hear that thunder sound,

Come wit me you'll smoke around

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

We aint romeo and juliet so please dont make a sound

While rhyming and yet this sound so damn defining,

Cause right now i got my little boy crying

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Beat up from the feet up and it won't sound that precocious.

A smooth criminaland though i pack this pound

Thought you were safe and sound? she had found, ima hound

I hate the sound of fireworks and smelling propane.

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

You look and sound like pillsbury n' dough

The sun gives light cause it is the window