This is a song about "No gains"

Had no ambitions and no drive.

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

No failed romances, no second glances,

Everybody and their momma gon' chant this

No more money, no more fame

Heavy in the game

No affiliation

Go where you ain't been

With patients playing, payday for the day gains

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

With no guns and no shields

And all my childhood memories

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

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

No specific pick , no particular list.

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist