This is a song about "No regets"

No, no, we are not those

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Champagne no chain no diamonds

I think found where your mind was

No preference, irrelevant

See me with a husband

I know i'm runnin' through your head now

No one no where no why no how

No more money, no more fame

See dog? rap is my aim

No conscience, no need for resilience

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

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

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

I'm everything that they call nice

No lames, no lies, no compromise