Yeah, I'm in a prison bar surrounding us all
I'm worried about the children, see I'm working in the schools
And only once a week now I'm sitting in a hall
Listening to a weak imam giving us a talk
And he speaks a different language so I'm drifting with my thoughts
I wonder which thobe would go with the trainers that I bought?
Who knows what's next? Shaytan whispers all sorts
And there's a brother on my phone leaving six missed calls
Still sitting in his home, he didn't pray jum'ah at all x2
And outside the masjid, there's a lot of criminals
A lot of backbiting, and a lot of idle talk
A lot of big cars, not fashionable to walk
And if we catch a bus, we get cussed if we're caught
If you wanna get married, you gotta pay a big dowry
Or have a big wedding to impress a big family