This is a song about "4 dead in 5 seconds gunfight"

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

Only built 4 cuban linx, paid in full, and liquor swords,

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Then leave her dead body in the woods

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Heard it and snapped in 5 pieces

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

Anyways, in a family of 4 he chose me

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

In this rap game you must be dead,

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Man i rock nobody's beating me in 5 years

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Sit your ass down in the chair, spare you life for a couple more seconds