This is a song about "No flexin"

Bong, vaporizer, in the sack now

No one no where no why no how

And no longing for dates

No hesitations no waits

No, no, we are not those

Every night i stroke hoes

With no guns and no shields

Hate it when i leave

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

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

And maybe cupid won't miss

Flexin on these bitches

You can pick the next room

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

This is love, nothing else close

No, no, we are not those