This is a song about "None the les"

None of you phonies will ever be able to control me or hold me, so just behold the

Splash tha niggaswill i dash your niggasonce i mash these figguzi’ll be badder nigga

Cause when the curtain are closing,none of you gonna rise above me.

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

I hate that you all sit and stare but none have the guts to get up and stand

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

None of yall fools is the boss of me

Even then you probably had none

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

To be the ones who tell the people who have none about the only begotten

It's not that i don't need ya but see yaand i hope you understand why i'm bustin

None the wiser, no one knew,

Cause when i make this stew