This is a song about "Non renewable and renewable recourses"

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

To all my non-believers and haters

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

All my non believers i'm more vicious than they know,

Forever and ever i talk, non stop,

Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

You're progress is non constant, the opposite to my faucet

Non are in the same class as me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

I spit non-fiction,rather than pro-fiction causes you affliction

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

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though