This is a song about "No more questions"

Everybody surrounds me with these questions,

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Now answer my questions im about to spit fourth, remember show no remorse now begin,

Bitch no more missing you

I'm tryna learn somethin new

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

Up in my new two door

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Miss you more with no bounce

Got lebron entourages like maverick and richie paul

Leave ya dead, i roar no more questions left guessing if i'm hardcore

No need for consent, i am the president many questions went into an argument,

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

No more money, no more fame

Ain't heard dc since sardines came