This is a song about "Personal joy"

With joy a feeling they hadn't has for so long.

We buy out stores till its all too gone

Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening

Just know when your mom says she going to one of her "personal healing",

My attitude is shitty i show city joy

But now its bottles at them tables, bring the models boy

Seen the how-to video now he on point

Their personal items destroyed

My own personal blimp saying,"nobody is above."

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

Fuck a personal foul, i'm just hurtin' 'em now

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

I have my personal boundaries but where are yours

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

I go for my personal best

Never ever pay rent