I don't do this for money.
Fame?
No. More than two is too many.
Sex?
Afew rounds and my man can't stand the
ground.
I am a warrior,
although i have never stepped a battlefield.
But more landmines are in our minds than in the war.
You never know when you lose it all.
Any stranger can switch us to self destruction mode
Eat, work,sleep repeat is the means.
The means to being better men each day.
I put my armour on each morning
Corking my keyboard ready to fire
Firing hope to any dying soul unlucky,
Unluck to cross my path.
Sad to see the extent we can go
to see to it we lose it all.
The right thing is often not the light thing.
But the society imprinted those scales in us
Not once have i tasted betrayal from my own blood.
So i know what it means to being lost
If it took a thief to catch a thief then i geus
My God got me a map tatood in my heart.
So that every beat is a reminder
My path is all set and never will be lost
