This is a song about "No action"

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Your all talk and no pack rapping action or word forming.

You're uncool like my mother kin

Time to get up and take action.

Or the money you spend on all the action

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Action packed nipple squeezin', boy colder than sniffle season.

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Who really thought that they all was about that action

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

And every action has an equal opposite reaction

To get your brain relaxing, a zany acting maniac in action

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Make a name for myself, be the artist of action

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin