This is a song about "Criminals violence"

To save criminals from miserables,

Let's have a toast for this new love

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

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

Today i'm here to bring the news, all just stop the violence,

Your the kind of people labeled as hip-hop's criminals.

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

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

And follow there beliefs questionless and blindly , there the true criminals

And my condition to start violence

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Combine violence, silence, phonetics