This is a song about "No mo po"

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

I'm sick of the writing, no' mo' typing, i'm clashing like a titan

Syrup got me going slow mo

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

Mo' green numbers than the matrix

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Wale dc said we on joe

Any many mini mo

You wanna criticize dog try a little mo

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

Mo money mo problems when i get it i'm a pile it up

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

And be alive any many mini mo

That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though

Maybe my next line could be fuck the bloody po po

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow