So High Like Seeing Deep Low

Like they thinking I'm keeping low

Nah!

So high like eagle's eyes seeing the deepest low

Faith & joy ain't no ads on social media

My real life catching cameras of local media

They be like I lack joy

It ain't Romeo-Juliet, boy

Our "covenant" don't die in the end

We be celebrating it till the end

Facebookians preaching me—how lame of me

Busy with my office rhymes—took a piece of me

Seen my 'last seen' like 23rd August, 23:59 pm

Busy with feet washing & 1:16 like till the am

SI, long mane, brown mocha, broad tu-lips, unskinny

Never gave Him the long list, yet got the "gift" perfectly

Though you be hiding His agape entirely

All I know is He swore by Himself for eternity

Need no sympathy folks!

Neither empathy with your talks

I carry the Word on my walks

Surety for your boy in their mocks