This is a song about "Tell nobody"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

You dont own nobody

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

Autistic but nobody realizing this

Nobody to tell her it doesn't matter how much she weighs

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

It was just another party

Bitch you ain't nobody

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

And there's nobody to say goodbye

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Nobody to tell her she was a princess

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

And nobody gon' ever stop me"