This is a song about "Kisses"

Stead of kisses, we get kicked,

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

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

I'm driving a unicorn, and she blowing me kisses

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Quick kisses with the sadistic aftermath

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

Stead of kisses, we get kicked,

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Im not superstitious but the witches kisses caught me like fishes

Stead of kisses, we get kicked,

I'm like a crack addict

My car kisses police who jump in front of cars willingly.

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