This is a song about "Ion got no type"

I got the type of bump that make a bitch wanna hump

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

Ion trust him cause he always laying chicks

I walk around understanding the politics

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

Motivation from nipsey or glasses, jay rock

But ion show no love g

And now that i’m getting money

My type has no replacement lurin bitches to my basement.

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

What it means to know your momma or your father on that pipe

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

Whenever im sleeping gotta make sure ion drool

Bust that pussy open, turn that sofa to a fuckin pool

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

They got no sense and no brain