This is a song about "Sound of revival"

Another moment of revival.

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Bang! is the only sound of the street

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

That was my influence

Without the sound of guns

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

The sound of bullets pumping through my less stained

Ghandi and the dalai lama and other words, shit they sound like a bag of weed for me

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane

I'm gonna lose my mind just from the sound of your name.

Not of sound mind eatin liver with some fava beans

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens