This is a song about "Sound pound couch proud loud out"

Well mine speaks out loud for me

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Jam out on your damn couch

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout

There's just something about my sound that you can't figure out,

Of living in the ghettoyour mind gets twisted, just like a pretzelso it's time that i check out

Someone's missing out in the crowd, momma's out there shouting i made it, yelling so proud

Bill leaned out the window,shot into the crowd and all heard was loud

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

Ride him all around, when he hits the ground

Feelin' more doubt now? kill your worn out sound.

Loud as hell screaming out the back seat

The revolution will proceed

And hades will cry out loud,he'll have nothing to do,

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut