This is a song about "Calm"

Full of shit, like i ate that john

No wonder im excited and not calm

You better remain calm for main terror psalm

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Calm down, and talk out your ambitions with me

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

And i got a little big, keep it low key

All i need is this calm sanctuary.

No calm before the storm

December 4th a star was born

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Flowing simply, as a calm breeze

But this is just the calm before that break,

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late