This is a song about "Social media pressures"

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

When its actually just a social occasion

When we've carried on and never get portrayed by the media,

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Your fuckin’ neighborhood doesn’t determine your social class,

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

Social conditioning and

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

Yet the media hides it,

Contributing the real shit

Shit on the media, make the mainstream precarious

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

The pressures getting to my head, so i gotta release/

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze