This is a song about "No regets"

No lames, no lies, no compromise

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Credit card late fees

No no no guarantees

With no guns and no shields

Now i'm living out my dreams

Mmg chain, lookin' like a light show

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

No hesitations no waits

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

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

They getting nice, they got some ice

Had no ambitions and no drive.

No place no career no place to even steer

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear