This is a song about "No stopp"

He don't do the same

No more money, no more fame

I've been fly, i'd could probably show

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

With no guns and no shields

So if you wanna leave

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

No place no career no place to even steer

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

No specific pick , no particular list.

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

But i ain't got no weed, no phillies, or no papers

No phone calls no visits no contact at all

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

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

I'm rolling down the window