This is a song about "Finance crisis"

Workin for a finance but no interest in science so don't be bias because my mind is,

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

In a rise from my crisis

But most times darling the sequel sucks

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Face the facts, that i gotta start with a bad finance

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

From this identity crisis.......

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

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

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

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

From this identity crisis.......

We don't ever make love