This is a song about "Blackness"

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Roll around in that cool summertime blackness

Cold and callus, gold chemical chalice, subdued by the blackness.

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

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Find solace inside of the blackness

As i back flip into the blackness,

My hat is always the color of cactus