[verse: jordanisdead]

I hate to be defined, i hate when they remind

That simply i’m not shit, there’s no climate that i fit

There’s no balance when i sit, there’s no malice when i dip

Perhaps i’m too ambitious, i must rewrite my wish list

I hate to just recycle, so i must reinvent

I wanna try some new shit but it seems way too intense

Don’t wanna lose the fans that i had just finally received

It’s a risk i must take to finally be received

I hate to bе mislabeled, i will nevеr miss labels

Disoriented vision intoxicated by fables

Infatuation with saving plantations rooted in the spoiled soil

So i’m loyal to nothing, assumptions regarding direction when i’m running

Can’t change it at this pace, committed to momentum

Ain’t regret any message when i sent them

I was hungry, resort to consuming venom

10 years down the line they’ll ask my friends, “yo why’d you let him?”

[outro: jordanisdead & Joshua Abah]

It is not their fault

It’s only solely my fault

I refuse to stop

Yea, yea, i hate

I hate all this fucking shit

Dear uncle sam

I am a nigerian man born into american soil

And maybe because we are related by blood thats why i prefer

Hip hop and go go over dancing to niger bands

Jeans over lace, rap bars over dads farm

Agnostics over christianity

Good music over god music

And ebonics over pigeon, listen

I was raised in your society-