This is a song about "No devoition"

No hesitations no waits

For the occasion, paper planes

No money no talk,no energy no walk

Fuck you niggas, but this ain't raw dog

Had no ambitions and no drive.

Bring the battering ram where you live

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

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

On the slow jam of love

Champagne no chain no diamonds

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

But i ain't got no weed, no phillies, or no papers

Ice melts into rain

No set trip, no color claim

No specific pick , no particular list.

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed