This is a song about "No haircut"

No conscience, no need for resilience

Had i not been exposed to these things

No more money, no more fame

Well rick james, maury jane

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

No failed romances, no second glances,

No one no where no why no how

Because it's so much pressure now

You haven't flowered loco

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

Had no ambitions and no drive.

O.d. was in the weight room all his life

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

No specific pick , no particular list.

I know what it takes

No hesitations no waits