This is a song about "Warm up"

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

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

To your heart and no one warn that this place is so warm now you worn

Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form

This is everything that we call hype

Like the chimes on a warm summer night

She did everything to make us feel safe and warm,

I speak that gospel, flawless in a snowstorm

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

Whatever weather, cold or warm

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

You didn't keep the stage warm, step off!

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

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Wished you felt warm and hold hands with hope and escape through the storm