Call Me What You Want

The voice of a black continent for blacks

No shame of my color, proud of my nature 

Call me several words, Baptise me of evil

Africa, my name, so proud brave confident

Call me barbaric am not timid, my home

House of human, why do you call me names

Venturing in my Land, have you forgotten

Forgotten that I am the master, on my soil 

I don't care when you dump, call me primitive

No worries when you refer to me as conservative

Am rich, ok! Africa my life my unit, am one, okay!

A call for respect of my land, respect my color

Fear no reputation, the proud poet's cry, value

The fact of intelligence, brilliance cut from roots 

Africa, I am! Say my people, raise so grow 

If war, fight my people, you fought

If peace, let stability be, you deserve

If thinking, make intellectuals, free from dumping

You make me sick of your greedy traits 

Pleads and targets, Africa why me! Am a man

It's a new generation for uniting not competition.

Africa unit am to unite, African union.

Ssekyanzi A Destiny