This is a song about "Sound guy"

I'll meet you in the sky

Im just that type of guy

Tears that our fore fathers cry

Cars are passing by, guy

Losgiddy...me im just a regular guy

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

Now am bouncing out surround sound

Now that's six cops found on that ground

No reason to be around

Yea your gna love my sound

Every other guy

I mean the game been dry

Nobody can mimic my style and my sound

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

Even passing out that eminem guy

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie