This is a song about "No repsect"

No specific pick , no particular list.

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

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

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

I'm not moving like a cartoon

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

No conscience, no need for resilience

Nigga livin the life

Had no ambitions and no drive.

No phone calls no visits no contact at all

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

She need up in her life

Had no ambitions and no drive.

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

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