This is a song about "Quiet you"

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

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

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

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

While i spin a tale of the quiet kid

Just know when you feeling that way spirit's in the room

Always been known as the quiet boy in the backroom.

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

Mount olympus is quiet until i go and start a riot

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

You're quiet while i spit

If i die before i wake

Real quiet bout to make you shake

I would stay quiet and cry in my bed

Give us this day, our daily bread