This is a song about "Words not being heard"

Hurl the bullshit, these words of sweat and tears will soon be heard.

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

My money like a senior, watch it graduate

Whispering the words "i'm not afraid"

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Rap's not just pop that repeats three words

No i’m not being funny,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Those words are real not crack,

The door crack, niggas all black

So the last words she heard from me was the door

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Not being with her makes me feel shitty.

Dial up words but they're not in service

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus