This is a song about "Dont hit me no more"

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

Dont let me tell people more about what youre not.

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

No more fucking with the psyche, and what's inside me.

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Consider me emancipated no more hesitation i'm bout make these facts stated,

I don't care about defeating me no more, i’m rapping you to reduce my pain, my sore,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

First off congratulations on the win

Tell me it's good for me, no more simulation

Know there's no way of stopping this, mra is back with more sick hit

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

No more money, no more fame

I live my life in tha fast lane