This is a song about "Criminals violence"

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

Render unnecessary the emulating of criminals

Portray us when they make us all the rednecks and criminals,

How they got these niggas on the tv selling miracles

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Criminals running from police doing barrel rolls and flips

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

And my condition to start violence

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

And violence towards others

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

See the way we get portrayed as criminals, that ain't honest,