This is a song about "Status"

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Cussin' pussy and status,

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

Zombie status, bloody scenes like round eighteen

Beat 'em up, and see them go on facebook to make them crap status.

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

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

I'm on that first place status, never second or below third

I explode up like supernovas status of jehovah

Without no reasonable doubt y'all was all on the sofa

Anxious but laughable rappers, passing collateral status

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Politics can save,politics can destroy its only here for status and power