DEAD RASCAL

Written by: Johnson Chidi Okpara

Alive and given a destiny
Love of parents was in mutiny
Grew up in a cold slum
Had a choice, every Sunday the church would come

Life was lived on the highway
His spirit died he lived without The Way

He is the "man", but with no brain
Playing stunt on top of a moving train

The devil dashed him the final blow
See his sober dead body like a cat's mew