This is a song about "No limits"

For pushing me to my limits fake niggas can blow me

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

No affiliation

It's a -- situation

Bong, vaporizer, in the sack now

No one no where no why no how

In need of fresh bed sheets, my limits are reached

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

I'm not moving like a cartoon

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

That'll do anything that i please

No no no guarantees

No affiliation

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Get rid of you bitch, i haven't even taken it to the limits

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks