This is a song about "No swareing"

You can pick the next room

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

No affiliation

Or babies they raisin

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

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

No affiliation

No lames, no lies, no compromise

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Had no ambitions and no drive.

Inferior, but i'm nice

No failed romances, no second glances,

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

No nits to pick, no words unfit, no hairs to split

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that