This is a song about "Calm"

Let it go keep them calm,

That's word to my mom

There's anger in the calm. there's anger in the calm.

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

You better remain calm for main terror psalm

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

No wonder im excited and not calm

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Listening to the calm and then the sub woofer ignites

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Take your time when you’re with me baby

Calm down, and talk out your ambitions with me

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm

I was wrong, i miss my mom, it's hard to remain calm.

Flowing simply, as a calm breeze

Just know that i'm always