This is a song about "Trusting no one"

I ain't praising no one, no one is amazing for one.

You can all get hit and we ain't lenient to women

No one even know the half,

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

Meek milly racked up racked out

As a youngster no one around

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

I became no one is ever

No one, no one is iller than me.

They gotta point em out baby

No one there, no one breaking my fall/

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

In a fashion no one could ever imagine

Ass-clappin', shawty bag out the wagon

Rolling while im blowing this stash

No one in the world understands