Yeah, it was literary 2 am in the morning when I made this out of frustration when my neighbor, who is behind me on another street, with a car size alleyway along with our backyards separating us, was blasting their stereo so loud the neighborhood could hear it.
I never get the “thrill” of blasting music so loud you cannot hear it any more, or why a good chunk of it is ghetto wannabe music.
