This is a song about "No just no"

Then the stars don't even matter

No brain batter, just blood splatter

He just has no dime, see arms rocking,

120 in the ghost take my bitch shopping

And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day

Just you and i no smoking no ashtray

Rapping is no longer just a dream,

It's roc nation, this my team

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

I woulda done anything for my own

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

When they ask me some,i just say no,

I'm not just a kid, no more tantrums

Magic city, a stack for the fattest asses

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

He vanished just like a fad, no kiss, no phone,