This is a song about "Noisy silence"

And that ain't shit in poor neighborhoods but middle class silence,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

Somehow the suburban silence flows mystically through rivers,

Got a nigga seein things

Real gangstas move in silence

Kid gets cash from working and flaunts? bang bang silence,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Take a couple bits, bitch kibbles, bitch i gotta riddle

No one goes to the oven to silence their whistle

And bet this, i'm a mothafucking monster

The nine gonna pop in silence with power

Somehow the suburban silence flows mystically through rivers,

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

Combine violence, silence, phonetics

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips