This is a song about "No gunskill"

No failed romances, no second glances,

I'm a force to be reckoned with

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

No lames, no lies, no compromise

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

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

No phone calls no visits no contact at all

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

Y'all mario brothers, i'm metal gear

No place no career no place to even steer

No, no, we are not those

Live from the lamont's rose

No groom husband, no bloom

I need a little room

No preference, irrelevant

About disaster in the world and