Inner Demons (Memoirs, Pt. 2)

Just so you know
I’m not gonna say anything dirty
Well sometimes
I just sit infront of the mirror
And talk to me
Chale Mr. Slick, ɛnɛ yɛ bɛ di dɛn?
Sɛ u wanna pii enti you no go learn sense?
Last nu, the girl wey e get ass nu
You eat am wey she preg nu
You talk say mek she gyee am she no biz nu
You see stress?
See stress
Dat tin dey hia some redress
It’s crazy how you pick and chew girls unless you no see skirt
How you make them pack and go’s a receipe for sickness
Why you no dey listen you wanna end up like Jesus?
Huh?
And hung up on a cross, why don’t you take an L
It wouldn’t be your loss
Th girls will always come it’s up to you to throw a toss
Fix your face, wipe your mouth, it’s as asy a floss, nigga
I don’t want you caught up with ya back against the wall, nigga
Cuz if matter come you’re on your own I no go vouch, nigga
This shit is just a game, you going too fast
Gotta slow down to win nigga