This is a song about "No sense"

While i'm making history

It still makes no sense to me

Endowin a sense of a trip no deceased pit/

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

He taught me how to write spit and fuck up those with no common sense

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Always had a sense of doubt,

Every year i get it out

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

See how that shit gonigga walk up in this motherfucker

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

I'm coming cause i'm back and this made no sense.

And everybody's having sex

Pay you to talk yet you make no fucking sense

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Im a little tense in case this dont make no sense