This is a song about "Hear the sounds"

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

Single mothers doing crack and drinkin', it's the hunger sounds,

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

A baby's born, trumpet sounds, jesus in the manger laid,

I know sounds like the usual shit, the riches and dough,

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

The flows keeps gettin louder sounds like a crescendo

A deep void, sounds are complimentin the beat boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

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

Sounds like the god you worship's greedy to me

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Now that it's on the track i guess it sounds pretty sick

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick