You no see no man no wealth it on your inner idiot
You no never concede
As a matter of fact
Happy a good life you live, shout it out
And say no
Woman no man can come use your soul
Pick you up and walk you round a back road
Woman you no done
You still a gentle
And you me know, weh me know
First thing is first, you no want no bag a man
If it is death then it's not done a van
Cause you no inner no competition
One man, one aim, one destination
You no journey but a fierce foundation
Boxed on, I kick