This is a song about "Sound the horn"

Without the sound of guns

3m's on my new balance

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

I'll slash your tire just cause i enjoy the hiss sound

I be spending on these night just listening to the sound

And me and them rappers we don’t share no common ground

You couldn't possibly comprehend the raw sound

Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round

After he just got out, 15 years to count

We're gonna make this through, look around, hear the sound?

They just go around

All i here is the sound

The fourth one, i like to kick around

At the lemmon tree and it sound