This is a song about "I got no type"

You dropped outta college, you can't pay shit

Got a electrical eel type spit

Without you i ain't got no baby ruth

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

Fuck the cops, i got no morals

My nigga, its all love

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

See what i type im flying with no pauses cos i learnt to write

I got a blaze, no faint fire

Said when i do dirt wit her

Trade in my white tee for a tie and a sweater

Now i got no stress just love and there's no pressure

I got no friends with no ends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

No matter what type or hype it got, i never stop