This is a song about "Students getting work done"

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

There's hard work to be done during the season of inundation

Puttin in work, to much work,

Rappers please step forward

Done looked what they've done

We have nothing in common

I loved school at first, before i met the dean of the students

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

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

But instead we ignored the students and became rap mutants/

You're a disgrace to real rappers who steady getting their work done

Despite living with more attention than light skinned, women

It's a fools fatewithout your word

People around are doing their work

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Cause everyday you be downtown like drinking your rum getting it done.