This is a song about "All this silence"

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

There will be no more sittin in silence,

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

In-spite all this drama all this pain

Attempted to finally silence me,

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy

Combine violence, silence, phonetics

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

The nine gonna pop in silence with power

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Twists it, turns it, beats it, burns it, tortures us in silence

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Kid gets cash from working and flaunts? bang bang silence,

Wasting all my creativity in all this complexity

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money