This is a song about "No specific"

Specific to the geo where the current twisted, forever they drifted, never to be lifted,

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama criedbut that was fiction some coward got the story twisted

All we need is convienient love

Champagne no chain no diamonds

But in no specific order, man, here is how i rank 'em,

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

Had no ambitions and no drive.

Picture me lettin this chump survive

No, no, we are not those

I gotta teach hoes

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

No lames, no lies, no compromise

No conscience, no need for resilience

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

And no longing for dates

No hesitations no waits