This is a song about "No regets"

See me with a husband

No preference, irrelevant

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

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

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

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

No failed romances, no second glances,

I'mma stay a whilehold ya head chris

No phone calls no visits no contact at all

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

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

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

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

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

No, no, we are not those

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes