This is a song about "No one like me"

And theres no one showin me love

When they showed up at your door at christmas

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Loving forever no one can touch me like i got new gloves

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

Cuz no one wears clothes like tht anymore

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

I'm on a killing spree, can no one stop me, so turnt like a slave that got out yelling

No-one there to console me.

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Im a killing machine aint no one gon stop me,

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

No one like you, get a fucking clue

That theres no one to love me

It was just another party