This is a song about "Hear my"

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

My dudes can you hear me, the dearly departed

But five years from now i bet she see

You hear my style, all u do is envy,

Since the birth of my son, the street life losing appeal

My friends can't hear, silent screams whispered in my ear.

Now all my people can you hear me

You see now that nigga lonely

I want people to listen, to hear my ambitions

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Get you to heaven's gate when you hear my bars

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray

If you out there let me hear you say

Raps from my golden dome, hear it in vocal tones,

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes