This is a song about "It s a poem of good fortune"

Spit a poem or a diss

As often, i do this

I'm working while they sleeping, so staying's not an option

The importance of makin a fortune is blown outta proportion

Your career are over like mary j bilge in rock of a-g-e-s

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

Boggled when you read a poem about me being bottled up

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

You have been begging for a pair of 110s

They at the same spot they making no progress

Im the foremen of the rothschild fortune

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

I have nothing to show for it, except this rap poem,