Hey, at 12, I know what sex is, I know what and what to do with body weight, I know when the sun will set and when it will go dark. Well, what are we going to talk about? And? How is young life going on in Nigerian neighborhoods? Like your mother? How is your father? Live? Well, thank God. Here I met your little man, yo, they told where to find you. Yayaya, so bro in a few days, wait for me in your hut, and to fig people. How could this happen? What are you alone now? Did this whore dump you? Well, do not give a shit about it, so forget it. New discoveries and many new heifers are waiting for you. A pack of snus is waiting on the windowsill and cigarettes behind the cabinet. Hey, the new quarter was jam-packed with a gang of fagots