Usually, people don't speak up against their abusers, when they do, it's reluctant. I think I understand why; it's fear, fear of shame, rejection, fear of anything, mehn. So carry they it around in their head everyday. You can't blame them, it's just too crazy out here. I dey always reason why country palava, police brutality, SARS, religion and shits dey always full my raps. No be me start am, no be me go be the last person wey go do am. You get me? There are lot of niggas wey dey do this shit too, wey don do am but it feels like doing social reports, and crying out for help and getting healed through the music at the same time.

But another side thought, man. I think it's our reality, e dey fuck with us. Maybe Nas is right las las—'hate is confused admiration'. Ugh? We hold disgust, hatred, anger, betrayal, strong emotions against our society but we still can't detach ourselves from the whole shit—the environment. I can't wrap my mind around all these. Can you?