You again?
It's you again,
The lion knows nothing but to kill and eat.
You're too short; I can't see the person I battle with.
If you like, become a battery in a touch.
I'll bring you down like a shit in a toilet.
When I am done with you, your name will turn into Desmond.
I am Jesus, and you can only be my disciple.
You want to battle your father; don't you fear God?
I am not at your level from Banjul to Turntable.
Your eyes look like a local gangster.
You'll not blow even if they sign you for five stars.
Dip Doundu Giss is a demi-god.
What are you, if not a dumpster?
You again?
If pride is your name, be humble like a condom.
From Sodom to Gomorrah,
Competing with you is a competition abuse
Because all your family projects fell under my shoes
You look stranded like a borrower of Africell credits.
Press 1 if I am not the digit.
Don't you still reach your limit?
Objection, objection, objection overruled --
How can I compete with a human that resembles a balloon?
Let me turn your destiny into my headrest.
Your career is my bedsheet, and the bed I rest
I am at home without an address.
Writing is my empress.
DHL Direct Express
You're too playful.
and too useless
Your brain is like a POS. Everyone pressed
Writing is not for everybody.
Your communication needs deliverance to help you rest in peace.
Celebrate my name at the coronation.
I conquered your conversation.
Am a life-giver.
An imperfect sinner
The best I've ever been
Nobody is ahead of me.
Don't act like you've never heard of me.
Your favorite scientist is scared of death; I let him hang on in the news.
I've got nothing to lose.
Time is money, and I am spending it every day.
I can't die for nothing.
I've got to live the life of a legend.
Die on cloud nine
Higher than a president in the skies
All these zeros I want to see should be in my bank account.
My ATM card and my bank account
My bank account is low.
But I drive in the same lane as rich men on the road.
In a way I am living, extra-death broke.
My book got the smile of a queen.
Am in airplane mode.
And I am about to touch down.
Say amen to the lord of Gambian literature.
Because he is the one writing these lines.
Nine days to kiss a prophet on his forehead
Aliens called me a hedgehog.
Teenage boys
Nothing shakes the strength of a black man.
Blood of my forefathers
A natural resource, uranium
I am my own criterion.
Do you want to know my origin?
I am from a place where your ministers and presidents want to be.
All these young writers want to be me.
Born of a woman, a black queen from the South East
A black king also came from the West.
If you wanna know the rest, you can check my family crest.
I represent the black color, people of color, and black indigenous peoples.
Unfortunately, your pastor smokes cannabis.
To help your leaders put up the wrong candidates.
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