This is a song about "Non communicable"

Competition's non-existant, plot just thickens mystical,

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

With a non stop rhythm and a flow just right

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

Rhythm cop, to stop the prodding non-stop.

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

Non dependent, was way too old, was angry and hateful, oh,

The police constantly bugging you non-stop

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Don't cha know we love ya? sweet lady

Raps are pawn shops, on top non-stop like shady,

Soak like yoke, yapping non-funny jokes,

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes