This is a song about "No sweae"

No preference, irrelevant

Attention is a must

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

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

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

No conscience, no need for resilience

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

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

Ass shots in her seven jeans

With no guns and no shields

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

No monopoly type flow, no chance

You can pick the next room

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

No affiliation

It ain't where i been