This is a song about "No secreat"

No money no talk,no energy no walk

Shorty i'm a dog don't handle no broad

I'm going off the top of the brain

No more money, no more fame

No conscience, no need for resilience

Not king james, these were coke kings

With such an ugly picture in it and

No preference, irrelevant

Self made coming soon

No groom husband, no bloom

Had no ambitions and no drive.

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

No place no career no place to even steer

No, no, we are not those

Jay rock got flows