I have been up all night
Writing everyday,
Day and night
My pen has different bleeding size
And whenever I write,
I always sketch your mind
My candles burnt all night
I kept reading,
Kept dozing, left snoozing, eyes swollen,
Hands on the jungle side.
Life with different phases,
different poses and different slides.

I'm a trench kid,
Yes, I can really relate to this
I grew up in the trenches
Sikiru Yusuf, very precisely
Rolling tyres on the street
Only Singlet and Pants on me
As the only boy of the house
I know I have to hustle deep and hustle tight
My father once told me
"As a guy you need to be ambitious and wise,
get your money, find good wife, balance yourself and left the story right".


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