This is a song about "No optio"

No monopoly type flow, no chance

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

No nits to pick, no words unfit, no hairs to split

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

No one no where no why no how

Bad bitches get low right now

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

No, no, we are not those

This is love, nothing else close

We hustle to survive

Had no ambitions and no drive.

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

No preference, irrelevant

I like my girls skinny with brains

No hesitations no waits