Sons of Sun

Den the way e skin dark
Lupita seff take yor boddi
Like charcoal
N coal tar
N dzidzi
N yoryee
Som alo pastor spot am
Wan chew am
Wan chop am
Tell am say e dey see darkness
Invite am
Prayer camp
Fok u motherfucker
Go fok yor bleached wife
Plus e akukor permin hair
Dont joke plus ma life
U dey talk about the son
Yet u dey run from am
I dey live in the sun
I b part of am
I no get no white god
In case sizzla no tell u
Go boff for river densu
Coz i dey smell u
Pray giv me if u wish
Yes yes i b witch
But u no fit prey on me
Coz i no b no stupid fish
Children of the sun come come
If u’ve bleached dier chale run hide
Or go buy umbrella
Stellas color inter stelar
Now e jus b stelar
Hidin in a cellar
Toning cream seller
Can’t u see keller
Helen is smelling ah
No one is telling her
Accent from kenya
Absence of dermia
Vitilago vertigo
In the villagio
Burnt face o
Decrease ratio of felatio
Step on brakes
B4 flesh bakes n heart breaks
Not on rakes
Gives shakes
Like snakes
N earthquakes
Den u b so vain
Now u make so veiny
Just coz of skin pain
Now yor skin dey pain me
Why u dey weaken yor boat
Wey e dey hold yor water?
Wot is keepin u afloat
As the world dey get hotter?
Bleaching yor daughter aminata
With alata samina
Dat u mixed with hydrochloric acid
Obtained from fatima
Pure Child abuse
End times signs
Debilitating destruction
Of divine design
I guess we truly are gods
Self punishing
Astonishingly, still polishing
Despite admonishing
Children of the sun… come…come…