This is a song about "No flocking"

Balling, but it’s not a game

No set trip, no color claim

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

No failed romances, no second glances,

The sun gives light cause it is the window

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

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice

Had no ambitions and no drive.

Y'all mario brothers, i'm metal gear

No place no career no place to even steer

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

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

Hit the club she drop it low

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

No, no, we are not those

Tryna stay clear of my foes