Unleash me

Peace...Th3 Ghost

Here to kick knowledge

In the concrete jungle I see grannies with headpans

And my head sags....its damn sad

Cos I know they had dreams

Now they're living in a bad dream

They help to build the houses of their neighbour's son

For their sons they labour on

Till the paper comes

Some in the slums got the paper

But its for akara

Rich ones...for their ankara

Single parents rocking single

Nigerian women love to mingle

Its like they dont function without functions

If i'm wrong forgive my assumptions

I'm a young one

I'm just here to reach the rich and the poor

Its what my teaching's for

Enrich the poor with wisdom that the preacher's pour

This is war against ignorance

And I brought my friends

Cos life goes like a cycle

And when the light goes

Everything is trifle

Thats why I write gold

Cos I can't take it where I go...huh

Go on angel

Flap your wings

You're much better than the trap queen

You are not a hoe

Dig deeper

Put your ears to the speaker

And be my rap queen

X2

To that girl on a bus with a hotel address

On her way to sell her body

No money for school fees

I dont wanna judge

But you're heading nowhere fast

They're paying you for sex

But robbing you of your beauty

You're truly a ruby

You shine brighter than Rihanna's diamond jewelries

I must truly confess

A woman's soft flesh is what I call rest

But I'm here on duty

You can't confuse me

Back to the topic

All that hoeing....got to stop it

Reduce the nudity to a bare minimum

Before you turn a mini mum

Your talent's to the maximum

You haven't found it

Cos you're too relaxed, you're having fun

The time has come for you to know your worth

The whole world would perish without y'all

Just throw in the dirt

Cos life goes like a cycle

And when the light goes

Everything is trifle

That's why I write gold

So here I go

Go on angel

Flap your wings

You're much better than the trap queen

You are not a hoe

Dig deeper

Put your ears to the speaker

And be my rap queen

X2

All over the world

Girls with low self esteem are scattered

More concerned about the worldy things

That dont matter

Out of four...three got high heels

And forgot all about the success ladder

As soon as i mentioned her round ass

She was flattered

Like that's her best achievement

Using her toilet seat to deceive men

And we men load their womb full of semen

And make the jump

It makes her slump

Cos her ass can't take a dupm

She lacks active awareness

Materialistic....

Borrowed nails, borrowed hair and borrowed lipstick

Heaven got pearls...so she gate crashes

Her 3rd eye covered with fake lashes

And fake glasses

A walking fashion school

But she hates classes

Life goes like a cycle

And when the light goes

Everything is trifle

Thats why I write gold

Cos I can't take it where I go