This is a song about "Self worth"

Nigeria inspired the talk drum

Self call it heroism

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

A place not worth living coz

Dramatizing the normal work, merchandizing things with no worth.

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

Your raps ain't worth a dime

Would look at us all the time

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

Self designated wicked critical closer

Relying only on self

And if you pay for that yourself

Rollin' down the four o five

Nothing is worth taking a life

Cause your life is never what they tell you its worth

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars