This is a song about "Partying no bad words"

No rhyme is a bad rhyme

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

Like a painting on display thousand words no say

Then some lady named billie holiday

You have no more words for me

All i want is you baby

"is it cause he's bad" no

Now them broads gon' follow

While everybody got ammunition on deck

No words generating from his pen and looming on the lead

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

'' you got no bars '' so your words no connection

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

No nits to pick, no words unfit, no hairs to split