This is a song about "No sicknesses"

With no guns and no shields

Five shots she ready to leave

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

No failed romances, no second glances,

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

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Had no ambitions and no drive.

One verse is all it takes

No hesitations no waits

No specific pick , no particular list.

I decided my pride is just why i resist

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

No phone calls no visits no contact at all

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

No conscience, no need for resilience