This is a song about "Climate crisis"

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

In a rise from my crisis

Don’t you be holding back, your love

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

I might just, spread like virus, the lyrics will cause a crisis,

From this identity crisis.......

The way she walks and causes a fuss

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

Don't know i'm the highest enjoyin' the climate

Suffering a midlife crisis, but have you seen how ridiculous my wife is?

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

She need now, she ain't never needed love

From this identity crisis.......

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

Never know when i'm in your room and hell comes in my heart with a different climate