This is a song about "Suez canal crisis"

Into the canal, it took the discipline master, a frown and a while

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

Suffering a midlife crisis, but have you seen how ridiculous my wife is?

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

In a rise from my crisis

But i guess that shit's just tough love

I might just, spread like virus, the lyrics will cause a crisis,

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

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

From this identity crisis.......

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

From this identity crisis.......

Here i go again, searching for love