This is a song about "No strap no money"

No money no talk,no energy no walk

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

You think life's nice and make money at home sipping coke no

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

I ain't got no money,

Not hungry for my poetry

No more money, no more fame

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

I don't got no money, adolescent currency

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

No money, little bit of chance, skill, and i was out sold,