Life's a puzzle, we don't get cheese though we hustle and struggle.

 People crying to songo(yoruba god) but he says nothing, so they tumble, grumble and toggle to the next god. Life's like a thug of war, but death won. NO inherited money,

they're not the king's son. Life's a joke that aint funny, when is 'we' turn. We can't bear it, we 'no fit' form. It's 'we' country, so 'we no fit' run. People shooting and looting but 'we no fit join'. We need to see more currency, we no fit steal.

Politicians dont know how we feel.. SO dont ask the militants why they kill, untill you feed them. Niger Delta is dry, we need firms. Don't just take the oil, we need terms. Most of us toil, so, we too need Benz. We quiet doesnt mean we need sense. God blessed
all of us with that. But why are only you guys fat? I'm not supporting the militants, all i'm saying is: dont treat us like milli ants. We pay tax, so we need breakfast. We need bread and tea. I won't stop untill i see equity.