This is a song about "No"

She woke up naked and then cooked both of us breakfast

No specific pick , no particular list.

No set trip, no color claim

Things'll never be the same

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

No phone calls no visits no contact at all

No conscience, no need for resilience

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

No hesitations no waits

One verse is all it takes

With no guns and no shields

I'm why baby mamas leave

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

And i did the video for really though