This is a song about "Sound at a party"

To cali, to cali

Makes for a hell of party

I'mma catch you next time around

Keep writing and develop a sound

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

After a night of barcadi, booze, a party ruse with gentlemen pretends

When i'm gone i'll leave without a trace, without a sound

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

You doing the berney at a little kids party

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

Gonna party hard at rail way terrain

And i drove off, didnt make a sound

Then get out your seat and jump around