This is a song about "No more mister nice guy"

Now u want me no more

I got soul, there's more in store

You’re not wanted here no more

She leave her hair on the floor

// [you (don't hurt me no more)]

Up in my new two door

You think life's nice and make money at home sipping coke no

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

No ho, acquainted with the floor

Aint no room for one more

A nice guy, trying to get by, on the outside filled with life

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Then the world ain't no trick no more

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

You see this guy is unattractive and he has no style,

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while