This is a song about "Brandish nefarious blissful weary gaunt strut insatiable seren"

Black clouds circle my weary head

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

Because i'm weary of seeing all these rappers spitting on records with no skill

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

I walk with a manly strut,

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

I pray everyday to make my wishes be blissful

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Every time i'm at detroit, i've been very weary

And make emcees weary to the point where their sharing

You know that love is a very serious thing

Get the big spoons to itch me down south, my dick's nefarious

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

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

But its insatiable taste i'm just a patriot baby