This is a song about "No dairy"

No monopoly type flow, no chance

I'll beat your ass into a fetal stance

It's such a lonely world

No posing required

No preference, irrelevant

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Self made coming soon

No groom husband, no bloom

Always knew where the pot was

Champagne no chain no diamonds

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

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

Wu tang creeper, dairy with the creamer

And i hope you a believer

No more money, no more fame

I wish i’ll never see you again