This is a song about "Sounds on the radio"

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

Maybe i should sell out and go platinum, here the trumpet sounds,

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

So ray j went straight to radio station the very next day

On the radio, that's my favorite song

Man fuck these hating ass bitches i'm gone

I'm hearing familiar sounds familiar smells, only time can tell whos gonna run this town.

Everybody outside on the porch,radio blasting neighbors telling us to turn it down

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

Sounds like moanin in the

Make your parents change the radio station

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

You not all that--i do not listen to the radio

Watch the great life take the wayside and just the sickness remains

The death of intelligence, replaced by radio and audio waves