After years of meritorious service
Rooted in resilience and dedication  
Even though I majored in the other league
I was ruthless in attack and midfield
Never did I allow any "Tembe" pass over
Yet, I didn't merit a national honour

I fired like Christiano, cut in like Messi
I pushed like Drogba and slide in like Kanu
I was the real G.O.A.T that only legends understand
A couple of this a couple of that
For the fear of lung cancer,  I avoided 69 and headings
Only legends will understand

Home and away, I was strong
Kicking from all sides of the field
My generator of generations deserves a medal
After surviving different fields of different sizes
And now, I am hanging my booths
What a way to quite the scene

I buried all in all the sitters and kept clean slates
Whenever I hugged the line, I changed the rythym
Sometimes I was caught off guard
Especially when I play home sweet home
But right now, its time to park the bus
Before calamity calls...

I stayed on my feet as a legend
Not only was I a dead ball specialist
I scored many dead ***** and penalties
Bringing out the glow in every field I cultivate
But it's time to hang the booth

I remember committing some fouls
Sustaining life long injuries and retaining momentoes
At the end, vanity upon vanity is vanity
I am done and dusted, to face my warrant
The only field I want to cultivate now
My wifes'...

The kingdom of God is at hand, repent
If you are still playing without caution
It will not be long before your time will come Not everyone gets the grace of a second chance
I did, now, let me face my career, warrant squarely
Godsped! As for me, booths hung.