This is a song about "Noon"

Thoughts of last night, but it's well past noon

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

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

The judgment day away is growing closer, on that dreaded noon,

Smokin heavy like a chevy till i'm level with the moon

I a'nt going eny time soon from dusk till dawn tell mother fucking noon,

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Watchin bratz movies till noon

I a'nt going eny time soon from dusk till dawn tell mother fucking noon,

Nigga you were wrong, you jumped in front of my gun, and heard the boom

I need a little room

Preferably before noon

Say you if you were to stuck up in the noon between the thugs,

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

'cause it's starting, the dawn of war, i'll kill y'all till noon