It won't be long,
I'll find my way home
Thro this dark tunnel haunted
By a specter of gray ghosts.
I reach out with a song,
To a end that knows me
Yet, defies the grits of my balls;
Ain't no mercy for the hypocrite.
I turn up the heat.
I'll ride this vibe into the ground
And come up strong indeed.
In time, I'll be seeing you around.
Akpan
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