This is a song about "Me moving on with my life"

I'm everything that they call nice

You expected me to enjoy my life

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

Find me grinding, with j's on my feet word to miley cyrus.

I got blessed with immortality of my life

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

He gave me a knife, offered me a new preposition on life,

Yet i won't cry and move on with my life/

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Cus i know you wanted me to do so much more with my life/

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

Now i'm on the road and moving so i can spread my music