This is a song about "No namer"

No no no guarantees

4-3... yea, remember that please

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

No specific pick , no particular list.

No hesitations no waits

For the occasion, paper planes

Catch you up on places i've been

No affiliation

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Had no ambitions and no drive.

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

No money no talk,no energy no walk

But i ain't got no weed, no phillies, or no papers

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

I'm why baby mamas leave

With no guns and no shields