This is a song about "Silent guards"

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

Been a silent mic for years and now you hear it/

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

The lion in the wild silent and stalkin casually,

The guards. so i kill the guards send my regards

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

When i come through the cut everything becomes silent/

Now "bye" as the duster guards come on sweeping by.

Working out 9 to 5 keeping them babies fly

At times discreet, used with power at best when silent

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

I got these tats all on my arms

Silent ghosts can still leave marks.