This is a song about "No employment"

No conscience, no need for resilience

So i guess that's where i hide my things

With no guns and no shields

Trap our young black seeds

I gotta tell you right now

Fuck that noise, no way no how

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

No one, no one is iller than me.

No set trip, no color claim

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

No lames, no lies, no compromise

Right flows down and they might go nice

All we need is convienient love

Champagne no chain no diamonds

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

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