This is a song about "No mirac"

I like my girls skinny with brains

No hesitations no waits

And my niggas all the same

No set trip, no color claim

No place no career no place to even steer

Rocking my peers and putting suckas in fear

When i get my hands on nines

No lames, no lies, no compromise

No preference, irrelevant

Attention is a must

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

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

Won't run out anytime soon

With no guns and no shields

Malcolm x, by any means