This is a song about "Painful silence"

I can taste the salt from my tears

There will be no more sittin in silence,

Why is love always painful?well why is winter cold

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

But all his painful efforts were wasted

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

With equal tenets, girls and the guys that sit in silence

It's to hot to be a guy that makes it all experiences we had painful

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

Attempted to finally silence me,

While i'm making history

Because of painful memories that haunt me when people judged,

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

Killing 'em softly; i think i owe them some silence.

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