This is a song about "Rands and naira"

Every night i stroke hoes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Living young and wild and free

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Let my angel sing

No one notice your struggle

And inhospitable,

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Grab the scissors and saws and

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

They say nothings ever free

And a fridge and some broccoli