This is a song about "Nothin"

Catch you up on places i've been

Trust me it aint nothin

Fight for nothin anymore

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

//i ain't got nothin' to hide

I seem to love these whips - a white

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

But primetime got nothin on me

The way she walks and causes a fuss

There aint nothin for us,

Nothin you can do to match my skills

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

This fools here for nothin