This is a song about "Not liste"

The first to see you not,

Believe me i'mma be your god

I'm not your nigga i'm not your buddy i'm not your homie, i just get on rap pad

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

Ever since then i had no job

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Not gonna lie we're not happy family

Not coincidental

Lady at the frank stand will

It's not my fault that you can not handle this cannabis,

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

I'm not poor but i'm not rich/

Now you speaking my language

Blacks, whites, and puerto rocs, poor or not,

We dig the plot and never bury pot