This is a song about "Salmo no cuzo"

I know i'm runnin' through your head now

No one no where no why no how

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

No monopoly type flow, no chance

Then we cut, look how she say my name

No set trip, no color claim

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

Dig, these niggas is fake joe

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

No no no guarantees

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

No, no, we are not those

Like a line full of hoes

No hesitations no waits

One verse is all it takes