This is a song about "The meloncholy and sadness within each and every one of us"

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

It was a few chords when i was bored, and it cut through the sadness

The post man steps within and brings me my ordered chicken wings,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Fuck fame, fuck money

And each one vividly

Saddle and wave, i killed cattle and crave sadness

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

And every one of y'all should know i'm outta control

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

And telling every girl she the one for me

That's compressed and thin/ suppressed within

First off congratulations on the win

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

From each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends