This is a song about "Kill the noise"

Simply out of this world by choice

Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise...

To make karma come faster than she normally will

I live for the thrill, addicted to the kill.

To the best g who is still single... so kill!!!

Like a male version of lauryn hill

Zero options to choose

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

I'm sick of the noise, sick of the bullshit,

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Nate, you could never keep up with the raps i kill

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

You said, who gave hobbs the right to kill?