This is a song about "All this silence"

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

And that ain't shit in poor neighborhoods but middle class silence,

Moment of silence the music just died today

You wanna be a star, you have ya own day

The nine gonna pop in silence with power

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

There will be no more sittin in silence,

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Somehow the suburban silence flows mystically through rivers,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Still fought throughout all of this

Pocket racked up all big faces

All i wanna say is this

Crazy talking and foolish

I can silence all critics,until you hear(pause) thats right it's all crickets

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