This is a song about "No remodels"

No set trip, no color claim

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

Had no ambitions and no drive.

I'm going through something with life

No failed romances, no second glances,

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

No money no talk,no energy no walk

Shorty i'm a dog don't handle no broad

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

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

With no guns and no shields

Lights please, lights please

Gin makes me sin

No affiliation

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

And her smile lit up the room