Who is perfect where is perfect
Why work so hard and give up so much
Every moment has its own battle
It all depends on d gun you choose
Life is beautiful black are its inhabitants
We do it twice today we get it right tomorrow


We work,BABOON DEY CHOP
We live our life as if we have an extra match box
They say they are different but still a guy
We lock the coke dream in d cork of a bottle
They decided no one can take decisions for them
What happens when you go to bed and you realise you are no one.