This is a song about "No tits no butt"

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

No place no career no place to even steer

No specific pick , no particular list.

Suck her neck before i eat her like she's breakfast

Self made coming soon

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

We getting money, you can face the facts

No monopoly type flow, no chance

No lames, no lies, no compromise

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

No money no talk,no energy no walk

I'm clearly in a different tax bracket now, dog

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Songs all about bitches tits.

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

No, no, we are not those