This is a song about "No sence"

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

No no no guarantees

Won't run out anytime soon

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

No, no, we are not those

I gotta teach hoes

An sence den.....i aint neva been the same as the old me,

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

No place no career no place to even steer

I deserve cheers how i rap tour every year

With no guns and no shields

I said believe in your dreams

No specific pick , no particular list.

Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient

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

Whip purple and yellow, hello