This is a song about "Trumpet"

When you hear the sound of the trumpet thats the sound of my triumph

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Trapped in the projectsand the jury finds you guilty on all accounts

I make this music for the track killers, and when my trumpet sounds,

Maybe i should sell out and go platinum, here the trumpet sounds,

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

A baby's born, trumpet sounds, jesus in the manger laid,

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

So let the trumpet sound, let’s make some noise so they hear it,