This is a song about "Worthless niggas"

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Worthless drop outs with no love or affection,

Secret society all we ask is trust

Call me worthless, i'll call you observant

You servant,to the industry when your skill is honestly worthless,

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

Gold mines for lines but sometimes i find that i feel worthless

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

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

Surface to purge me worthless, whether pure fits

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

After that you're gone, everything you do's worthless

You worthless piece of shit

No car key and i mean that

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route