This is a song about "Quiet ceying over that whore"

Their inner voice just go's quiet

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Whore momy that i didnt do it, plus boy, i can say words, you couldnt even fuck one

I respect that you don't know yet

And im sure, that flew over your head/

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

I always knew the quiet ones would fuck like a #whore

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

Hey, why aren't you trying to score with that whore?

Like that one whore yeah that one i meet at the store,

Another day as i step out the door

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Haha, shit gets sick, but sometimes lifes a bitch, but i love that whore to death,