conflicted . chorus; yeah, sometimes when imma about to give up on myself then again i think of my mama poor woman,she has nobody else she's at the market struggling with the sale's tirelessly working,ruining her nails deteorating health mhen oh mhen,i feel so conflicted the least i can do is to pick my books from the shelf and read it the least i can do is to stick my butt to the chair and listen, to whatever the Lecturer is teaching.. teaching . . . and i be messing up watching movies,late nights dozing off in the class, drifting not the kinda life my mum would wish for,who could tell a vision who could have thought stan would be a hooligan that's what my Enemies wish for that wasn't the initial tho i pray for a better life,an era where we dont tell lies peace and order not a single tear in our eyes buh my brothers and sisters getting murdered in the streets na my guys cause there dress fancy there ain't doing business legitimately,the police tell lies bad news on the front page shit,hope my mum's k? the president is too confused he ain't gat non' to say my hearts racing buh we ain't on a relay there tell us pray,the lord's on his way its taking too long,lord ,my brothers can't longer stay you either slaughtered or buried alive, whichever fate we all afraid to say, nobody wants his head chopped off on the plate no complain we criticize the government in close door paranoid we ask "who's there?" i still think our heroes death is all a waste, wrapped in a bodybag left in a dumpster,wolves in sheep clothing,all in chase devouring us piece by piece, nothing,thats what the government has to say Tenth October 2022, i could remember the government killed some peaceful protesters and denied, there never claiming there protecting us while there shoot us under the um umbrella blood everywhere like we was in the December shops were looted,lives were lost as for me i lost my temper . . chorus yeah, sometimes when imma about to give up on myself then again i think of my mama poor woman,she has nobody else she's at the market struggling with the sale's tirelessly working,ruining her nails deteorating health mhen oh mhen,i feel so conflicted the least i can do is to pick my books from the shelf and read it the least i can do is to stick my butt to the chair and listen, to whatever the Lecturer is teaching.. teaching . Green Smoke baby