This is a song about "No more questions"

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

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

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Now u want me no more

Because i learned my lesson i prefer if you don't ask no questions

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

Every night i stroke hoes

No more sad song on pianos

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

He is the greatest with no questions asked, he has made me so attached to rap.

Then the world ain't no trick no more

So tell me why are we at war

No more appeasing neutralizing bleeding

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

Some old bitch that we did before

One day you'll be dead and no more