This is a song about "Sound"

Without the sound of guns

These chalance give me balance

My rap does sound stupid,

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Flow to flow sound to sound, my flow is hydro

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

I heard ya lost do you know your way around

Nobody can mimic my style and my sound

Hope you enjoy this sound

I drive that all around

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

Fuck around and hear that thunder sound,

Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round

You couldn't possibly comprehend the raw sound

The fourth one, i like to kick around

I spit acid and destroy facets of sound//