This is a song about "Unheard"

Grasping the facts/im unheard of though

Get you high, keep it on the low

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

Street stayed quiet murders was left to be unheard.

Leave you people unheard.

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

And yet my rhymes were unheard so quiet was much preferred

But it's my life or your life, and i'mma bomb first

Just to feed his inner cat, his inner batch of unheard raps, getting fatter

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

And word i blew off herb i grew

Kill with skills unheard off like timbuktu/

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

Ill never speak a lie its unheard

I gonna take it really nice and slow

Grasping the facts/im unheard of though