This is a song about "They never listen"

True player, cory mo cold as hell

They say if you listen to a conch shell.

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Never feeling romances & why you listen to rumors

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Where people run on the scene and people don't see your vision

But it doesn't mean a thing if they don't want to listen,

And that ain’t no donnie simpson

The mic is christened they might just listen

You'll never know the best of me, maybe if you listen to my spoken word

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Don't even know the rules but yet y'all tryin' to play the game

So listen to me and you'll never be the same mayne

When people listen to my rhymes they hear it loud and clear

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear