I'm far from mediocre but I'm humble enough to speak the truth
What do you want me to do use this talent to poison the yute?
I feel like lighting a zoot
But my pops prefers to suffer don't escape he say look at the pain
And try not to shudder so f*ck it I learnt how to how to stutter haha get it?
So I'm writing this little note to our legends who did everything to try and save
This god forsaken country I do hope this letter don't reach you
I don't want you rolling in your grave
Fela your students hah didn't quite get the message
Didn't pick up what you where putting down
Well they picked up they beats real good but they left the words out
It's worse than when you left it
You must be feeling like you fought for nothing
Well except the ones with the voices
The wrongs where the right should be
Feeling like a total misfit
Deep eyes and green smoke muddy thoughts few words spoken
We got fire but our hearts cold and our parents puss us off
So we hide our thoughts in jars and tell it to our friends
Revving yo our cars
Chasing down the dealer buying all his stock
Man we do love women and the girls do love us money or no money
I got my brother all day Love the paper still
So we are taught Unwanted lessons
Skilled in painting painful pictures
A round table for our sessions
We call it love and life the older ones call it the art of peer pressure