This is a song about "Voice call schizophrenic"

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Ripped their vocal chords so they had no voice!

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Got you hooked when i use the commanding captain voice/

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

My styles different a schizophrenic kiddish who twitches,

To the voice of the oblivion,

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

I need to free them

Hook:they raise the voice again

Simply out of this world by choice

You'll be sitting here with no voice/

Echoes a voice in my ear,

You light-years behind here

The wrong drink, the right work

You're voice brings me comfort,