This is a song about "No feature"

With no guns and no shields

Malcolm x, by any means

No phone calls no visits no contact at all

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

Becoming someone you don't recognize

Had no ambitions and no drive.

This is how she want to live

No lames, no lies, no compromise

I wish i’ll never see you again

No more money, no more fame

No affiliation

Go where you ain't been

Champagne no chain no diamonds

Amen, they say you only live once

And her smile lit up the room

No groom husband, no bloom