This is a song about "No thotties hetr"

Go where you ain't been

No affiliation

No place no career no place to even steer

Which made me have to wait like leap year

No specific pick , no particular list.

Being fly was priority to the lowest

No, no, we are not those

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

No conscience, no need for resilience

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

I need a little room

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

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

No one no where no why no how

I need to hurry up now