This is a song about "Without hassle"

But got comma’s in my statement

Can't stand without writing rap and

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

An allegory without the e

Without understanding what's encompassed in relation,

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

I think i could save you

You're left without a clue

I try to tell them i'm one of the stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thinglove don’t come sooner or later

That’s only if they handle

Your a horse without a saddle

I'm something she can't live without

Now that's six cops found on that ground

When i'm gone i'll leave without a trace, without a sound

And put another half a mil in my bank account