This is a song about "Calm"

Calm down, and talk out your ambitions with me

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

And smokin joints to calm my nerves

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

I had problems in my time so u said be calm

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

I got stacks all in my charm

Let it go keep them calm,

I was born to do the damn thing

Got me happy and calm i'm feeling...

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

But this is just the calm before that break,

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

Listen listen closely yo there's anger in the calm.

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

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