This is a song about "No badwo"

No affiliation

She all on my skin

With no guns and no shields

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Call me a clown but a week from now

No one no where no why no how

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

No monopoly type flow, no chance

No place no career no place to even steer

Me against you the movie of the year

No affiliation

Wayne scorching, i'll applaud him

No nits to pick, no words unfit, no hairs to split

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

No failed romances, no second glances,

Aight santana man...let's do this