This is a song about "No scrubs"

Parking lot of the blue flame

No set trip, no color claim

Girl, you got me in a trance

No monopoly type flow, no chance

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Had no ambitions and no drive.

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

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

And i made it with that dope flow

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

No, no, we are not those

Here they keep a rachet close

You can disown him or stone him

No affiliation

He been waiting for his connection to come

No way i'm winning i'm no leveled victim