This is a song about "Healthy wraps"

Living healthy ‘n pedaling offroad, you can call ‘em animals

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

Wraps it around his neck, and says goodbye

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Wrapped in plastic wraps, bleaches stacked, tools used to extract,

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

But even healthy dudes be alarmed that my teeth will sever you

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

I feel healthy with weed smoke and an ox up under my sheep coat,

Im full of generosity, healthy from eating my broccoli,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Trying to get healthy so i bought myself broccoli