This is a song about "Being beaten by my misses"

My word of promise being consumed by the darkness

That scary love, never get married love

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

On that day i will have beaten my fear.

Being beaten up to the one slamming others to the ground

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

Its like surgery being tried by a hospiral nurse

Yea, dc boy today i'm out the stadium with dollars

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

By this being that is to be describe as a heavenly construct.

King's being beheaded by the prince with instances of sentences

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

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent