Written by: Samuel Fatokun Ph

I'll Saddle Alone all the Day

I'll Solve my Aches for Days

I'll Save my Appearance for Days

My Sight and Adherence shall be kept for Days

I'll sought for an August for days till august

I'll Sow for Abstract Deals, I know i won't even feel 

I'll show what I Sow in my Aches and Drains, drawn from my pain 

All to Show A Dose I use in order to be mute

I'm SAD! 

I'll love to express my odds 

And show the world my luck

Though it all came from a lock

Yet I'm unlocked to show the luck

My ink unlocks my lock and reveals my luck

Tough some try to lock my luck through unwanted odds

Yet my luck locks their lock!