Water in my eyes, see it falling
Money on my mind, steady balling
Please don't cut me off when I'm talking
When I'm talking I feel like I'm the authority
The industry plant with some vulgarity
I do not send your parents and their commodity
Carry your shoulder up with some pompourity
Feel pompous like you just bought a jet yesterday night
When my guys are working, you no send if we dey fine
I'm just busy wondering where you were when it's hail night
when the rain was falling day and night and we dey inside
Why didn't you do what you supposed to do
Even if it small, why you no still do
Jesus sef e try feed the multitude
But you no send your people when we needed you
I feel it coming