This is a song about "Non smoking"

Non are in the same class as me

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

Eight in the evening and we're up smoking

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

So you finally got the nerve

Smoking sticky fixtures

The clinical attempts at schizophrenia's critical

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

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

The police constantly bugging you non-stop

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Smoking on that cali weed smoking on that oj green

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

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

Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price

And i'm non resistant and love to use a knife.