This is a song about "No juan"

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

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

No one no where no why no how

It's over, she got colder, now

Had no ambitions and no drive.

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

No place no career no place to even steer

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

I'm not moving like a cartoon

No groom husband, no bloom

No monopoly type flow, no chance

If i don't make that man there dance

No failed romances, no second glances,

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune