A hooker gets a call from her boy; “Hey lover,”
A man is thinking of cheating; he’s married to a banker
That’s the next thing, right? He’s had enough of anger,
Making a rope out of his own sins to hang her
Pushed my girl so far if she cheats, it won’t be cheating;
My neighbor loves his wife, but can’t stop the beating
Casualties of war; who’s to stop us bleeding?
Didn’t you buy the goat? Why complain about the bleating?
He just wants to get married man, fuck waiting,
All of his age-mates have done it na; haba wetin?!
Met a simple girl who just wanted the same thing;
Look at them now, omo love is a strange thing!
That’s how I cornered Moji, at the area block party,
Dancing, bumping grinding, I swear, that girl nasty,
I’m all well-meaning, so I followed her home,
In my last moments, I’m still thinking she likes me!
Bolarinwa is cheating on his wife with his daughter,
No need to hide; his wife is doing the pastor,
Someone will soon say the devil is doing the pastor
I guess Lucifer teaches doggystyle; Pastor, ride on!
My sins; I’m paraphrasing, my life; I choose to write on,
Deep like a forest path, walking with snakes and pythons,
No one to trust – it’s my fault? Okay! Right on!
Cast the first stone if you will – just choose the right one