This is a song about "Nonsense"

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship

A prophet of catastrophic, balance between nonsense and logic

It's nonsense i grunt with some smart ass bias

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

Dire nonsense, it's quite hard for me to try and stop it

All this garbage and it's nonsense, divided by the catholics,

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

I'mma put an end to this nonsense, try but can't stop

Lost in this nonsense i can't comprehend please help me mend

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

Me and my peeps often meet

Stop that nonsense as i wreck this beat

And that's all honest you rap nonsense

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears