This is a song about "No famaly"

Or babies they raisin

No affiliation

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

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

You can disown him or stone him

No affiliation

No failed romances, no second glances,

Babe you know it gets no better than this

No lames, no lies, no compromise

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

Alright, yeah, nigga, i was in the mall

No phone calls no visits no contact at all

No conscience, no need for resilience

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I gotta teach hoes

No, no, we are not those