This is a song about "No fucking thanks man i m outta here"

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Outta all them fucking fake bitches i thought you were the truest

College to prison, understand it, knowledge and wisdom

But in no specific order, man, here is how i rank 'em,

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

I see you d-12, and thanks, but me need no help

Try this: no thanks i smoke dope nd ur snortin coke

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

Fuck outta here i writer better shit on my way to school

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Youre outta your nature while i here startin fresh

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

No sorry for i just went unavoidably outta track-

Outta the fucking blue/

Thank god i found you