This is a song about "Can anybody hear me"

Rideright back to the movies

I can barely hear, let alone breathe.

That's why you'll find her on the floor

You can hear me now or

You can hear those car tires on the road unless you tell me what's up

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

Anybody can get it, hand his man some tissues

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

Something i know i can reach, you will hear me when i speak

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

My dudes can you hear me, the dearly departed

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Fuckin shit, anybody who comes at me can suck my tiny dick

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

If you don't believe me ask anybody that knows me