This is a song about "Silent"

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

So now you apologize and your silent

Fuck you if you feelin' different

Disregard the silent tyrant

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Silent on the surface but inside they screaming for help

My friends can't hear, silent screams whispered in my ear.

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

It's a mix of art and science that i use to drop bombs and make scenes silent,

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

These common person silent due to the fucking fright

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

Why is it so silent, i got the mind of a tyrant/

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

And y'all kind of talk about but they're truly silent rhymes,

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives