This is a song about "Calm"

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

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

I was calm but i lost it

With g's in my pocket

These bitches appear quicker than state farm

Do it while remaining still and calm

Strumming my pain with his fingers

And smokin joints to calm my nerves

My calm energy, feel me and fall into sleep,

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

You better remain calm for main terror psalm

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

Her face was calm, as if the wounds didn’t seal her fate

No calm before the storm

He gave 'em the platform