This is a song about "The quiet place"

All the memories and never remember this place/

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

The most beautiful place

This is no trial, this a closed case

I always knew the quiet ones would fuck like a #whore

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

Hanging all over the place.

Peace and quiet to all the motherfuckers starting riots when im calling a truce

Heard this for certain, but i'm working in curtains like surgical surgeons that do lose

Keep on following, i know the perfect place

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

Slow and steady wins this race

Labels are thrown all over the place

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

I brought something home to quiet the stomach rumblings