Commentary on a Nigerian Market and Food Sold Near Dirty Water

So we back in Nigeria. Yeah, in America they got so many degrees, but back at home, this the get down. So let me explain what's going on here.

You see how nobody's wearing face masks.

Nobody is bothered by this. They don't even make eye contact with the funk.

Look, look, even the kids are there. Think about it, so they put on clean clothes, or the best that they have, and walk right through this.

Why? Have you ever wondered why? Let me tell you why.

They are synchronized in harmony with the funk.

They live in harmony with the funk. They are funktified. Look at this place.

They don't run from the place. They go to it.

They set up a market next to it. Look, he's standing in it unbothered.

It's like a baptism for them. So you take your bare feet and go stand in doo-doo water, and you decide this is where to set up shop. Think about it.

Not only are you setting up shop in this, look what he's selling.

To them, this is the best place to sell food.

There's cars driving behind them in the same doo-doo water, splashing the doo-doo water over the food, and then you sell that to the people, and they eat it.

This is Nigeria, the giants of Africa. I don't have to spell it out, but if it's not clear to you, you are what you eat.

Think about it. Man, forget it. Listen, if your daily calorie intake is based off consuming bush meat, that bush meat lives in harmony in the swamp, in the trash, in the dirt.

So is it a coincidence that we examine this be- Listen, it explains it all.

You are what you eat.