This is a song about "Street races"

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

In america we have the most races but we still so bias

Born into a society run by superior races.

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

If he does my soul to keep

Scream like nightmares from a street

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Just to overthrow discrimination against different races

I don't know defeat

When they see me on elm street

Swear i will murk any beat

Leave you severed across the street

My heart races thinking of fading faces in these desolate places.

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

Yea we hard on the street

The revolution will proceed