This is a song about "Headphones"

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

And kids who feel like outcast just sit with blaring headphones,

Big homie hov said i am close

U cant get louderthan headphones

I'll leave a mic and some headphones with her dead bones then i'll head home

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

When my name is spoke, can't you see through these lines and rhymes i wrote in my notes

Spendin' hours in the hall, listenin' to instrumentals straight off my headphones//

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Simply fucking hate everything, blare this shit in headphones,

First sceneproducers pointin' like action

For making me have a reason to put headphones in.

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

For making me have a reason to put headphones in.

I could never wait to get new headphones and wear it

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit