This is a song about "Speed of sound"

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

One of the ghosts lunged with speed and went inside of me

Ride him all around, when he hits the ground

I spit acid and destroy facets of sound//

Painting pictures with sound better than tv's of plasma

Now applaud the capo, zeke and santana

I'm gonna lose my mind just from the sound of your name.

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

Doppler, effect is distortion of the sound

All my other people that dance around

Without the sound of guns

Hold it..now thank you for silence

To have another half of glass of wine, sound asinine

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine