This is a song about "No h"

Champagne no chain no diamonds

On the slow jam of love

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

Is the one that kept you happy and fed... h

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

No lames, no lies, no compromise

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

Nah-ha dis is b enough, h-h-had it too tough

No, no, we are not those

This is love, nothing else close