This is a song about "No sympathy"

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

No sympathy from the homebase across the solar system

And today we're still in chains

No hesitations no waits

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

The opposite of sympathy fuck you and all your problems bitch

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

I give y'all my sympathy, i'm still crying them real tears,

You dumb it down dont expect me,to give your ass any sympathy,

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Or in other words i'll put you in a sympathy strike that will make you look wimpy not brilliant,

No monopoly type flow, no chance

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

No lames, no lies, no compromise