This is a song about "No swears"

As my record label nitpicks at this

No failed romances, no second glances,

Maybe guess you get it all now

No one no where no why no how

Where god at? i need to call him

No affiliation

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

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

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

And verbally swears the count in making

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

No conscience, no need for resilience

While i'm in the back talkin' to my other broad

No money no talk,no energy no walk

No groom husband, no bloom

I need a little room