This is a song about "We in it"

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

The poor, we starve in the streets, it makes it harder to eat,

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

Bone your girl in stelleto's, we do it backwards; memento

Someone's missing out in the crowd, momma's out there shouting i made it, yelling so proud

With the shit we say we tryna fly away stuck in this world but will we make it out

Whether we in our room i like it freaky

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

When we sleep, are we complete? is it the outside looking in?

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

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

Take it in turns just to make sure we make an emphasis

I know we be down, but i'll bring us back in it

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

Fuck it in god that we trust

Put the purp in the blunt