This is a song about "No secreat"

No hesitations no waits

While working on my mistakes

No, no, we are not those

Some friends, some hoes

This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog

No money no talk,no energy no walk

No conscience, no need for resilience

So i guess that's where i hide my things

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

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

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

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

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

No phone calls no visits no contact at all