This is a song about "No gunskill"

Self made coming soon

No groom husband, no bloom

So i guess that's where i hide my things

No conscience, no need for resilience

With no guns and no shields

Tw-tw-twelve carats and that's all ears

Through thick and thin

No affiliation

Never break, took a break though

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

And i ain't got what it takes

No hesitations no waits

No more money, no more fame

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

No specific pick , no particular list.