This is a song about "No place"

Among dates i was thinking upon traits to take place but no trace come on fate

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Either hell hath no fury or an eagle takes its place/

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

A dark place without light where there are no laws/

Great philosophers amongst saladin with no place to go,

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

I'm lucky that i got a better place to call home. no longer sad and alone.

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day camelittle latasha sho' grown

No greatness no place on this site

Dc cabs got my pops alright

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

Fuck love, it ain't no place fo a nigga in this world so rough

To your heart and no one warn that this place is so warm now you worn

Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form