This is a song about "Keep quiet"

You're quiet while i spit

Living out of a homeless shit

He was never quiet nor silent

And bijies like im out and

Spit quiet like a mime

She's a part time

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

I'll stop the violence, you left me crying just leave the streets quiet,

Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

And yet my rhymes were unheard so quiet was much preferred

But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first

Always been known as the quiet boy in the backroom.

But i'm on some shrooms if you really want to feel the room

I always knew the quiet ones would fuck like a #whore

I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more