ترانه:
Calm

say? What? Calm like a bomb, we're calm like a bomb Calm like a bomb, we're calm like a bomb Calm like a bomb, we're calm like a bomb Calm like a bomb

calm, lyrically I got the bomb When you put me on, I remain calm I remain calm, lyrically I got the bomb When you put me on, I remain calm I remain calm

[Violent J] Bitch back up cause your dimmin' my shine You got nine kids, only two of them mine I get you cigarettes, weed, pampers, and similac Bitch

you We like it like that, so fuck y'all Sometimes my dome feels like a cherry bomb I gotta pound his fucking head with a hammer to keep him calm Get

Rollin' over Hell muthafuckin', yeah, bitch Hatchet chop straight to your muthafuckin' face Rollin' over I look up, there's still so far to go Wicked

No luck, got stuck They comin' to reap on my truck Big bills, shit kills No pills and I'm out of refills She dissed, I missed I'm having problems dodging

calm ourselves with sex and games, it's over let's get it right. we calm ourselves with locks and keys, it's over let's get it right. we calm ourselves

All: I can't believe you did this to me after all I did for you Cause you made me so mad and there's nothing you can do You and I were

[Verse 1] Sunday morning I awake with head aching from the night before Me and my niggas at the bowling alley tripping 'cause we all tore I reminisce