This is a song about "No juan"

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

With no guns and no shields

Before we see it's hard to live

Had no ambitions and no drive.

No groom husband, no bloom

And her smile lit up the room

Hit the block like a postman with mail

Ill kill you with no trail, no jail,

And these shape-shifting hoes

No, no, we are not those

No place no career no place to even steer

Me against you the movie of the year

No monopoly type flow, no chance

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

I'm not moving like a cartoon

No fear, no cheer, all gloom