This is a song about "Quiet you"

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

Writers block, quiet a shock man its basically grim

Please can you be quiet cause my mumma won't like it

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

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

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

I’m coming back like light-skin and

He was never quiet nor silent

Everybody quiet i don't wanna hear a murmur

"2pacalypse now" 'til infinity boy, forever

I better straighten it out, soon as i get to work

And yet my rhymes were unheard so quiet was much preferred

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

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

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

He says be quiet, you'll making it worse