This is a song about "Whispers"

Tito santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull

In a hall i, hear groans and whispers muttering things more obscure,

Whispers in my ear be with me forever

Of impactful things one can ask for

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Dismembering bars i'm a lyrical surgeon everyone fades likes whispers when i release

The critics are calling me conscious

Whispers in the darkness. alone i am harmless,