This is a song about "Hood people dying young in the streets pain anger lost brothers"

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

Alone in the world with no fear of dying

People dying all day homicide suicide its just the role of life,

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Poor people starving dying in the streets, the ones in charge are the elite,

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

People always dying in the hood, stood

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

There's anger in the calm. there's anger in the calm.

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Pardon my absence, i'm actually far out of town wit a pound

Yo i rap for brothers dying in the streets while most rappers talk about

(whisper) there's anger in the calm. there's anger in the calm.

Haters must be starving nowadays i make california vietnam

There's anger, rage, and hate, wish i could sever all the pain,

Don't even know the rules but yet y'all tryin' to play the game