This is a song about "No hierarchy"

Champagne no chain no diamonds

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

No nits to pick, no words unfit, no hairs to split

Look in the scope, my people still a target

And wonder how we ever came to this

No failed romances, no second glances,

No specific pick , no particular list.

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

No place no career no place to even steer

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

No affiliation

It's a -- situation

Searching for fortune and fame

No set trip, no color claim

With no guns and no shields

That'll do anything that i please