This is a song about "Standing by your voice"

Grow up and let out your voice,

I went to school with the white boys

Mami told me son, hold your own

I miss hearing your voice over the phone

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

Your voice sounds like you’re always on the crack and crystal,

I freeze you to death like your standing for a family picture

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

Slowly cut your voice box, so your screams will get quiet ha

Standing onstage defined by the cheer i am receiving from mankind,

Locked down in tha penitentiaryfinally lose my mind

...he's probably standing on your stoup.

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute