This is a song about "Got no benjis"

They got no sense and no brain

Through all the rain and the pain

Got no help from no one i work alone.

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

I thought it'd get better but

Got his back no matter what

Hope my city is not too far

Got a license, no car

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Got nothing left but ashes, glanced and got no chances

You feel it from your head to your toes

You niggas aint got no hoes

We can never be friends

And you aint got no breasts