This is a song about "Sound system"

Chronic in my system, liquor in my cup

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

If its not in my system

See, i'm second to no one

Laying it down playing ma sound

My niggas clownbring a pound

Spitting words with wisdom saying fuck the system

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

I'm a son of a gun

I'mma part of the system,

Just a new system of control.

This shit has got my soul

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

No disrespect cus that lad was fucking sound,

To come and change my life around

All i here is the sound