This is a song about "Adroit amicable averse belligerent benevolent cursory duplicity extol feasible grimace"

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

The nerve to to averse the universe in mirth

I grimace a bit, it's like i'm serving criminal sentences,

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

I swear my shit be so belligerent

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Go back to your roots and quit being a benevolent sexist

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

My verve asleep, but verses averse to weak

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

My vigorous belligerent bitterness, left me in a deep hole of reverence.

Put me somewhere my 3rd eye all scared but i feel like its been open since

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show

I bet you wouldn't grimace and know a minute ago,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

My mind fires words like a mac 10 how is this feasible