Everyday is like yesterday, I need to hustle harder to make a better way. If you record thoughts and you cant hear what they say.
Am falling non-stop in what is deeper than love. Dont ask what so I wont pull you along. What am falling into whispers ' grind harder, be stronger'. I got to stand bolder, hold my future straight cos its no folder. Faris, my bro is older in and out if colder then stand strong shoulder to shoulder. Dont forget your family, they come along . They are the chorus of life every verse they keep you strong.
I lived in the hostel slept on a bunk. Ate in a group and shared meat chunk. Used a bathroom that smells like skunk.
Everyday, long walks with girls. Sneak around and ring some bells. Played much soccer, my result it tells. We were jolly sea shells.
I got lot of enemies claiming homies. I see them as fallacies. Please cut, my acting days are over I got real friends and a true lover.
I got mystery pals, keril mysteria, we've met before perhaps in cafeteria.
I really know her, shes just like the fierce katsha. Keril, we are undercover but yours is over. Aint you ras*****h? It was nice playing hide and seeker.
You have a good mind keril tamarah, I like you, you are nice but sweeter.
I try to be nice with no plan.
Am no jidenna, am no classic man. But I try as I can.
My pals are dope, we all seem crazy but we cope. Everblazing censor dont forget our freestyle rap at the hostel corridor. Our silly quarrels about wizzy with hamzy. Stealing fruits with gambari. It was pretty funny. Fighting over Slice bread with kapol and drinking garri with Afo.
I know the girls watched through the windows. But we didn't care we were like dingoes. Those were the best days of my life. The days of lovely friends and foes. Let me stop here about those, I dont want to cry tears on my toes. But, I never walked a girl than Aminah. She isn't what you think. Shes a friend from the start to the brink. Let just float on and not sink.
You are looking at me am looking through you. If you are angry I know what you can do.
I hope your heart is getting blue. I know he has hurt you and made you a fool. Dont talk suicide cos enough is lost with love poisoning like cyanide. Just look nice and let the haters do the genocide. Am done rapping serious. Its now fun for the curious.
I heard the haters say am psychopatic and schizophrenic. But am higher, I push them away like vampire to garlic. If you are reading this keep your eyes static. I just wrote it for you, is it fantastic?
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