This is a song about "No scope"

Never wrong at any level

That's see no hater, hear no evil

No monopoly type flow, no chance

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

No groom husband, no bloom

I need a little room

Hell yahtry to dirty up my name

No set trip, no color claim

And he looked for hoes, i scope the throws

Big homie hov said i am close

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

No conscience, no need for resilience

No no no guarantees

Got her going down, no teeth

No lames, no lies, no compromise

I'm standing on the field full of land mines