This is a song about "No momey"

Had no ambitions and no drive.

Ambition is a way of life

No conscience, no need for resilience

I can taste the salt from my tears

It's over, she got colder, now

No one no where no why no how

No monopoly type flow, no chance

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

No money no talk,no energy no walk

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

No specific pick , no particular list.

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

No set trip, no color claim

Trying to renovate the game

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

But i ain't got no weed, no phillies, or no papers