Ghost of a road yet traveled
Blistered feet
For you walk on my heart of gravel

she's wearing someone's skin
and you fell for it again
but love is just pretend

It's Christmas time! it's Christmas time.
How come it's bothering you?
My heart it sinks a billion times!
There's so much I wanna do..for you I
Look at stuff that can be mine but my smile won't let me threw.
Kindness and love has put to death all this egotistic selfish pride...the blood is sweet when you got nothing to lose cause .....it's found.
But you kno ur not made out of steel.

One month don't make feelings for me anyway,
Cause once I get I hope you are on way.
I know  don't make no breaking promise I'm on my way.
You know  it's on its way.

We all make mistakes
But when do we atone?
The byproduct of us still haunts me,
I feel it scratching within my bones

Who is perfect where is perfect
Why work so hard and give up so much
Every moment has its own battle
It all depends on d gun you choose
Life is beautiful black are its inhabitants
We do it twice today we get it right tomorrow


We work,BABOON DEY CHOP
We live our life as if we have an extra match box
They say they are different but still a guy
We lock the coke dream in d cork of a bottle
They decided no one can take decisions for them
What happens when you go to bed and you realise you are no one.

Good evening ladies and gentlemen
Was entrenched in a foreign sight
Illumination of lite through my visions
Then he tapped me
An unforgettable illusion
Then I imagined I commit suicide
But why will I commit suicide
When I understand the concept of life
Then I thought,what will make me do so
In another thought am not better
than people that does it

And I continue to ponder
What will my parents say
What will my loved one do
What exactly will people think of me
Maybe some will be happy and some sad

But the greatest of all
Alas! My heavenly mentor
Turned his face away from me
And watched the black coal
Cast me into the lake
The lake was over joyous
There you go I just got one
And just incase you don't know
Am on a chair
just got him, am alive
I AM A WINNER

It feels good to know how the head looks like
I have a green pencil
The head is the eraser
In the nite time she picture the future
She painted them green
There are plenty pencils but different eraser
This pencil is breath taking,full of life
With the pencil it feels good that anything is possible
Yes!!! anything is possible

Let's make a new kind of pencil, so that anything can be possible
We can decide to erase the old one,
With a new kind of pencil
We can believe in the new world of ours
Ours is a generation of unending love
Let's stay all night designing a new kind of pencil
Let's be creative, let's be green.
Though we are going to be misunderstood,cause people don't like trying new things
The universe is waiting for us down the lane
I hope we do it right. . .