This is a song about "Rands and naira"

And once i'm dead and gone

We at the top where we belong

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Living young and wild and free

Please boo what's your size crazy

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Like a line full of hoes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Of impactful things one can ask for

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed