[Intro]
What it feels like to have your entire
Belief system overload with skepticism
To never know the day that you'll finally be able
To live beyond the shadow of doubt
After living in its darkness for so long
Seems like I have all the right questions
But never enough answers
And my faith is small enough
To fill in the cracks of our palms... God
Every night I lay my head down to sleep
The city of my mind is attacked
By a legion of questions
Threatening the living rooms of my sanity
In order to be.... help me help me help me

[Tec: Verse 1]
Bright lights guy, put it on
Stardom's close, I feel the storms
But how I can I elevate myself
When my immediate environment
Is looking quite deformed
My egbon told me Wale there’s a guy code
Blam babes, make dough and just lie low
If not, Lagos will turn you to a psycho
While I feel, he just told me live fast to die slow
And I smoke, then I float
Then I walk on tightropes
It’s naija, sometimes hopeless
Sometimes we might grow
Fat lady’s singing but won’t hit them high notes
I’m like "bro, It’s like we just stuck in a cycle"
My guy dey vex he had triplets
Hasn’t even finished setting up his business
Meanwhile, they giving yansh out for Christmas
Men these babes are not playing men
Check the statistics
It’s cold out here in these streets
[Hook: Tems]
You can't shoot me when you know that I'm out
You can't move me if you know that I'm not there now
You're hiding in a cloud bed of lies
And you're stuck behind; a shadow of doubt

[Verse 2: Ghost]
What's our purpose on this earth?
Are we free or are we slaves?
Destiny and destination
Are they different or the same?
If God knows every move
Before I even choose a lane
Do I have free will?
Does my future alternate?
How come humans only be using
10% of their brains?
How can I be 'out' my mind
And still be 'in'-sane?
Why don't all African countries unite? Make peace?
Why we call that shit freedom
Knowing that it's not free?
Who's sending subliminal messages on my TV?
Are these economic systems just a form of slavery?
With all of this information...
How does one pick out the truth?
Why's the whole world obsessed
With power and making loot?
Okay we export oil...
How bout our refineries?
Are we married to corruption
Or is it like a disease?
If the answer is the latter
Then does someone know the cure?
Should we use the word holy
In conjunction with a war?
Whats Good? Whats Bad?
Whats Evil? Whats pure?
How do I free my mind?
My emotions? and my thoughts?
How come sometimes I get the feeling
That I've been here before?
These are just a few questions
That be troubling ya boy... you know
[Interlude]
The election is over
Declare me winner
It's time to rule
Ibrahim is the president
He won all the local governments
And they are taking us to court

[Hook: Tems]
You can't shoot me when you know that I'm out
You can't move me if you know that I'm not there now
You're hiding in a cloud bed of lies
And you're stuck behind; a shadow of doubt