This is a song about "No mor"

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

No lames, no lies, no compromise

No affiliation

Catch you up on places i've been

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

I need a little room

Secret society all we ask is trust

No preference, irrelevant

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

In the club like fuck it, though

This is love, nothing else close

No, no, we are not those

With no guns and no shields

Malcolm x, by any means

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

No conscience, no need for resilience