[Chapter Zero : Standing On The Eiffel Tower, Yes, They think Im about to jump]
The beautiful sun sets on the early sunrise of my imagination
How did I?
A stubborn stain in society's eye escape my demise arriving at this pa**ionate destination
Rivers dried deserts fried
No time no dime had I
Only my note one and my shanghai
Trust I always the advice of my father
The faster you consume the harder you choke
Step by step knocking the earth with my moke
My sweat, my toil, my careful wakeful nights
Now speaking wah i write to suit my requite
My note one and shanghai now proving to be fruitful
Lifting me higher viewing downwards from the tower Eiffel
…… Afehyia pa.