Ghetto Boy I

Ghetto boy
Born in the hood and
With a golden spoon.
But mine was with no food
So mama invested her sweat to the soil to make sure we feed well.

Ghetto boy
I watch with tears
As my brothers misunderstand
The understanding of our fathers who fought to be free from the white.
Divided they fall in the name of confraternities.
Hacking one another,
They smile with satisfaction.
Our rivers keep on flowing,
That's The tears of our mothers,
Families and friends crying over the demise,
Of the fallen brothers
Down to ignorant.

Ghetto boy
Let the young hearts be educated
That, if there's a reason to fight at all,
Then he should fight for the weak rape victims,
Fight that Nigeria may rise and walk for she still crawls.
Fight the good course to better humanity.
But know that every winner in the battlefield is a peaceful warrior.
Fight but not to kill
Rather to make a change

Ghetto boy
Shoot but not with the gun
Let you gun be your lips
And your bullets, let them be positive words of transformation.
Strong enough to revive a dying man

Ghetto boy
Never forget where you come from