This is a song about "No secreat"

Won't run out anytime soon

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

Self made coming soon

No groom husband, no bloom

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

But now the dough like kaiser bro

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

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

No affiliation

What up girl, tell me how you been

No place no career no place to even steer

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

No lames, no lies, no compromise

With no guns and no shields

Steal your love with ease