This is a song about "Headphones"

Took me a while just to write those

U cant get louderthan headphones

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

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

Close my eyes and turn my headphones on,

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

Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit

I could never wait to get new headphones and wear it

Simply fucking hate everything, blare this shit in headphones,

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

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

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

For making me have a reason to put headphones in.

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

See i live up in a shotgun home, niggas think they're prophet jones,