This is a song about "No sense"

Snapple fact: you rather wack

And sense when because i rap,

Endowin a sense of a trip no deceased pit/

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Unorthodox, intersects like incest, so in a sense,

I used my common sense

Roll up niggas be like sex

Nearly homeless racist ignorant people, not making sense,

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Makes no sense but my two cents are dispensed off the head with no structure

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

My slight fo's just talk dirty

Still doesn’t make sense to me