This is a song about "No gifts"

No set trip, no color claim

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

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

No affiliation

You're uncool like my mother kin

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

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

Won't run out anytime soon

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

4-3... yea, remember that please

No no no guarantees

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

No more money, no more fame

No groom husband, no bloom

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune