This is a song about "No earing"

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Champagne no chain no diamonds

She seem a little brave, but i sense the fear

No place no career no place to even steer

Ain't no women at the shows

No, no, we are not those

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

No conscience, no need for resilience

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

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

No monopoly type flow, no chance

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

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

Unify them, mob through, take over and

No preference, irrelevant