This is a song about "Sounded"

See i let my nigga split that

I can't even hear the words you sounded

The fact that people had to try to guess, what i sounded like

Body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I heard a yell the voice sounded familiar

That high school sounded cool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Faster it sounded but with no grime or crime or ether

Into the hills of goldand peace to this young warrior

Matter fact, your last rap sounded like cow crap.

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

There ain't no getting around it, the alarm has sounded