This is a song about "Stuffed up"

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

Lights coming up, night coming up,

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

My life is stuffed with drama, arguements and screaming

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

Yeah that tiny screen can get stuffed,

Must be life. no greater feeling in the world

Puff till you're stuffed and your eyes are tired

She was the queen of the club

Just waiting to fire up

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

Yer well thats a cover up