This is a song about "No ones iller"

No one, no one is iller than me.

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Little girl show me how you twirl, look at the news girl, no ones. looking

Its no different, from the iron ones, your grandfather fought

While i'm in the back talkin' to my other broad

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Ill shank you in your heart, no ones ever tried to faught me

I'm no ones admission

Gin makes me sin

Even when it has no difference to the ones previous.

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Look inside of my light find hope and maybe just quit, look inside of your

There is no point of phoney leaders who say the are the ones that keep us secure

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

And you feel like no ones ever sees your