This is a song about "Silent king"

Bring it back, i ain't saying that i'm nas here

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

He was never quiet nor silent

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

Silent ghosts can still leave marks.

At times discreet, used with power at best when silent

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

The undeniable rise of a king

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

They ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Smiling silly smiles stricken down the silent wall

I'm doing the same thing

Here comes the next rap king

That so jealous with the king,you can never dethrone the king,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing