This is a song about "More than my grind"

Baby we need each other, don't want to meet your mother

I used to eat more than my actual hunger

I care for you more than my mum

Had to wear the 13's with them

Parts unknown my from, steps more silent than oj gloves

I do self evaluate, yeah, i know i've got some problems

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

I got more raps than christmas, my rhymes are relentless,

Leave you with more than stitches when my trigger finger itches

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

You were more special than my paper and pen

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again