This is a song about "No cushing"

Had no ambitions and no drive.

Call the network dipset family ties

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

No affiliation

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

No hesitations no waits

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

No monopoly type flow, no chance

No no no guarantees

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Stay brokeit's all in together now

No one no where no why no how

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

I walk down cushing on the dyke back and forth i'm pacing

No lames, no lies, no compromise

You make a nigga sing songs nice