This is a song about "No sicknesses"

No nits to pick, no words unfit, no hairs to split

How can i persuade more heads to hear this great shit

No failed romances, no second glances,

Flyer them the rest i told you i'm ish

No affiliation

Gin makes me sin

No, no, we are not those

Got shows on top of shows

You can pick the next room

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

That's why all i want is you now

No one no where no why no how

If i don't make that man there dance

No monopoly type flow, no chance

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

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