This is a song about "Purchase"

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

What a nervous purchase a death circuit i stick to the surface/

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

Outgrown clothing need to purchase summery stuff

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

But can't find the right purchase

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

Burns like furnace urns, and you take your turn to purchase it,