This is a song about "No stunt"

No monopoly type flow, no chance

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

And i put that on my name

No more money, no more fame

Stunt tattle fuckin tea kettle,

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival

So after that stunt, i don't know you seem pretty lawful

No no no guarantees

Cause there could never be peace

They doin stunt acts like knivel, i'll make the hospital the sequel

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

Try to finish mine n' i'll end-ho like a stunt bike nose dive

You're lonely and depressed you need a thug in your life

Gotta go, let her leave

With no guns and no shields