This is a song about "No more you"

You ain't my bro no more,you are hoe

I just call it …remember all the dough

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

No more traffic you can go any way you want

You don’t have to worry no more

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

No more showering you with stuff,

And now it's clear as this promise

You gotta posse where's the army, no officer i have no more drugs that's

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

And there's little to be glad for

Oh shit, now you don't wanna party no more?

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

You ain't in kansas no more like that nigga dorothy

But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably