This is a song about "No updates"

Foamposite max like i'm out of wake forest

No specific pick , no particular list.

I need a little room

No groom husband, no bloom

Fuck that noise, no way no how

Stay brokeit's all in together now

No preference, irrelevant

Wave high to the ritalin regiment

You can disown him or stone him

No affiliation

So if you wanna leave

With no guns and no shields

My niggas fly niggas, this is jet life

Had no ambitions and no drive.

And these shape-shifting hoes

No, no, we are not those