This is a song about "Life as a gangsta"

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

I run through my life as just a little bastard,

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

Life as a child was great but happiness can't be bought for free

That just makes them a nobody, a failure as an individual,

If we wasn't so original, my life despises as a mofo criminal

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Music is my life my flows as sharp as a knife

I get on with my life as a scientist,

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

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

Treating life like it's a game as if mistaken for a circus,

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

Telling ‘em to go out and blast off, kill a gangsta,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

How i seen my life being raised as good as a bad day yet i'm still