This is a song about "Trumpet"

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

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

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

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

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

Niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit

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