This is a song about "Sickness"

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Impending sickness, my destinations the infirmary

Parents it ain't conductive, watch your girl, hit with that morning sickness

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

I'm an incurable sickness like terminal cancer

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

I'm ill, chronic sickness, neither porridge nor lozenge fix this the knowledge

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

But they aint religious, this song is contagious, like its a fuckin sickness,

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Famine, war, sickness and disaster