This is a song about "Sound at a party"

And i drove off, didnt make a sound

Can't seem to find a solid ground

To come and change my life around

Keep writing and develop a sound

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

The next day i chilled at a friend's house party and he played ny state of mind

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Tell mummy i'm sorry, this life is a party

I’m at the party sipping on bacardi

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

Its a party in the clouds don't need an invitation

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

Three weeks no peep or a even a sound

At the lemmon tree and it sound

The fourth one, i like to kick around