This is a song about "Earn"

Who earn their cash and blow it all up on these shiny cars,

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

I earn constant feedback, i don't earn for coke and crack

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

Skill is something that you earn, not something you come across.

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

How you expect to earn my trust

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

That the people who can't earn a dime can't have a rhyme,

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

Cos i have to earn and pay for my intellectual losses...

I work for weeks and lurk the streets learnin how to earn the green/

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Keep the calls coming in more money earn,

So in layman’s terms my words burn