This is a song about "No sicknesses"

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

No phone calls no visits no contact at all

Where god at? i need to call him

No affiliation

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

No specific pick , no particular list.

And her smile lit up the room

No groom husband, no bloom

Heavy in the game

No set trip, no color claim

No money no talk,no energy no walk

This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog

No failed romances, no second glances,

Gotta be something for me write this

Champagne no chain no diamonds

All we need is convienient love