This is a song about "Care no more"

Cause i can't seem to hear myself

No more prison and cells

No more money, no more fame

Grown men in this game

Oh, you look like my next victim

I care for you more than my mum

Who said i don't rep, i am naija all day

No more assignments, only horseplay

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I don't care any more about spelling i care about ass kicking

And tell 'em there's no more games,no more

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

Who shows her face no more

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

No more appeasing neutralizing bleeding

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything