This is a song about "Quiet"

Always been known as the quiet boy in the backroom.

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

A storybook is read but overlooked, a quiet uncommon crook, a schnook,

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

You're quiet while i spit

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

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

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

Seem quiet but all they do is shout

Mount olympus is quiet until i go and start a riot

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

Quiet in the back, daydream of metals,

But most times darling the sequel sucks