This is a song about "Mutants"

But instead we ignored the students and became rap mutants

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Raising mutants on a farm.

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

But instead we ignored the students and became rap mutants/

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

But instead we ignored the students and became rap mutants

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