This is a song about "Hear the sounds"

A deep void, sounds are complimentin the beat boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Do you hear the bullet clang?

But let me inspire someone who can

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

I make this music for the track killers, and when my trumpet sounds,

Yeah locked out of life, the angry wife , sounds right

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

It sounds good, you ain't pushin' work in the projects

I'm on deck i'm up next

Nobody could hear the tears

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

Maybe i should sell out and go platinum, here the trumpet sounds,