This is a song about "Summa lumma yea"

Yea your gna love my sound

Aim, shoot, the gun of love, round

Yea i live on the beach

Not cocky, that's just honest speech

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

(slow) i want my pay check on saturdays tech yea yea check

They can’t stop us from partying oh yea.

I spend it make it right back on a monday

And we here to stay

Pride, pride (oh) (oh) (yeah) (yea)

Yea you know life is pain

Then lost her faith again

I don't really give a fuck

Yea dont look down look up

Chomping at your oxygen chords

Yea, and some of them faults,