Cowardice


Wild grape in my plot in Jos, sweet as can be
rethinking life, rethinking money
Bi-mentalist money, the deprecation of the rupee
A three pronged attack on capitalism 
My devil fruit is wrath 
Using dogs or their backed babies as conduits to send energy
Royalty don't discuss money, every thing falls short of love
Dying their hair yellowish brown as status
Eze nwanyi, I'm the white yansh powerful unh?
Doubting your ascendancy they will all test you 
respect you after attacking you and failing 
the horny is the electric transport to their realm
The higher you climb the madder the world becomes 
Devolution by witchcraft
They take your glory and devolve you with sex and witchcraft
the first son must be retarded, says the norm
A society driven mad by the sex not had 
horny that can drive one crazy
There's too much of the deposit in Africa 
It has to be read out, blood and sexual a little too much 
Be resolved in your conviction 
For a man to be subdued he must have been looking downwards
Catch glimpses of the other world, the astral world 
vedas, sutras, vedas, sutras, hop, hop, skip hop
Envy ultimately accentuates for recognition
Love is the widest swaddle

the blood turns into a madness sweeter than fuck
Dragging an anchor 
They are the proud seeks a constant position of strength
Remember no one cares 
but they will make you tired before offering help 
Sit down in your house let them come 
Demons of waste through sweetened delusions 
The goad, the snare, Free money? nothing like Free money
Pummeling of a lie, till you see it as truth 
call it tradition 
sodomy and blood money, careening to vermin
who will you run to?
general inquiry your direction is not care, don't be deceived
Witchcraft don't fight in the open, it is the ultimate cowardice
The vulva stay and reality forming, Stockholm syndrome 
Africa is muzzled dumb envious stupid
resorting to witchcraft as the means to communication 
do your best, keep your cool, aim for the insurmountable 
Welcome to Africa where love is shove
A forceful party 
Exigent sin a little too animal for my liking
perditious road according to Solarin- thorny path
Cactus covering of the bloody pathz
At the helm lies sex, youth and ignorance
A brisk walk in a fire, look what the cat dragged in
Look what all that Music replaced.
your climb is your ancestral climb 
as it is here so it is over there
it is an eclectic effusion intertwine of delusions
the mad leading the mad
you can't cleanse what you are but you can reduce it's hold on you
they are wearing you out be careful 
how do you teach value system to an animal
Patience is the key, but witchcraft is cowardice
Wild grapes in my plot in Jos, sweet and sour 
anything that cannot counter you on the open is a coward