This is a song about "Flexin on purpose"

They say with for purpose comes identity

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

The only absentee for a journey now without purpose

A lovely outer surface

Looking for a purpose

I murder, no purpose

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

These bitches gettin' shady, tryna' catch me up on purpose

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

Now concentrate until you get the juice

With a dumb fuck flexin but he won't leave his booth

Cupid, hurt 'n preserving his purpose.

The way she walks and causes a fuss