This is a song about "Quiet pain"

Spit quiet like a mime

Who's on my line

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

I'm awfully dressed, i'm quiet with my food that's on the tray.

Destroyed my mentality i was never so quiet

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

Slowly cut your voice box, so your screams will get quiet ha

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

The quiet kid who only spoke to answer a question

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

He says be quiet, you'll making it worse

I went from quiet to loud

I might even stick my tongue out

While i spin a tale of the quiet kid

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid