This is my, opening speech, up close and discrete
The solemn truths that I guarantee no moments to breach
You see my mind's been defaced, they ain't trusting my ways
But its uneasy going through Lagos without bearing these traits
Driven by a mental engineering
So pardon my irrational decisions the weak hearted can't determine
Its kerosene and tyres cuz the judges keep adjourning
My city's been on fire before headlines of insurgence
Yo, and so i stencil it
I give a mental pic
Its lyricism to the tee, and the credentials fit
Where sing-a-long rappers, they be on some menstrual shit
It's only right that i'm desisting from that trend bullshit
Its more than bars and hooks, its a collage of notes
Its every segment of my heart exposed
Now see the truth stripping nude on my opinion polls
I stay tipping with my two cents till it unfolds
It goes
Whats the deal now, we keep it real now
Whats the deal now, we keep it real now
Whats the deal now, we keep it real now
All these fake ass rappers make dem kneel down
Whats the deal now, we keep it real now
Whats the deal now, we keep it real now
Whats the deal now, we keep it real now
So called kings of the game, I'm here to steal crowns