This is a song about "No worrys"

I also have a cutie to call

No phone calls no visits no contact at all

No more money, no more fame

Then lost my faith again

No, no, we are not those

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

No failed romances, no second glances,

No nits to pick, no words unfit, no hairs to split

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest

No specific pick , no particular list.

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

Ran outside to see the big show

And these shape-shifting hoes

No, no, we are not those