This is a song about "Weed so loud you d think the blunt mad"

I go, in when i start putting words out

I’m gonna turn this shit up loud, so loud, so loud

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Cuz i started on the pad,i get these haters so mad

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Listen to me baby, i know sometimes you might think i'm mad

All my other people that dance around

I’m gonna turn this shit up loud, so loud, so loud

So turn the volume loud, cause it's mayhem 'til the a.m

He looked up at me like i was crazy, i said listen man

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

You look wack, screaming so loud i can see your head vein

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

I ain't never smoked smoked a philly blunt or even weed

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Might wanna watch your back when you come up in the d