This is a song about "Calm"

Early adapters agree they all late

But this is just the calm before that break,

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Listening to the calm and then the sub woofer ignites

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

You better remain calm for main terror psalm

Bun b, i’m underground king

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

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

Calm down before i strike i warn

Better calm down, tryna play that tough guy role

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

We ahead of the curve

And smokin joints to calm my nerves