This is a song about "Unheard"

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

Kill with skills unheard off like timbuktu/

Leave you people unheard.

Nigga, fuck the world

Where they find me, 16 on death row

Grasping the facts/im unheard of though

Ill never speak a lie its unheard

And i been all around the world

I just call it …remember all the dough

Grasping the facts/im unheard of though

And yet my rhymes were unheard so quiet was much preferred

Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb

Street stayed quiet murders was left to be unheard.

But knowin you through music is going to change the world