Help

Life, life! Why are you doing this to me? Come a day it swifts my mind to make a search To ease that which has grown in me to be a man. From pillars to polls this daily happen The journey I so made From Tolu to Bolade when non is set to hook up Then all became worse in request to suck. That **** becomes a bosoom friend to meet a need. Help, help! This I yelled as all seems to go sour. My beloved friend and help mate is getting silent While the flesh takes the crown. Help, help! This I yelled all day Before I be Job of this century The good times are gone When we both chat and dined. And lust in love is no where to be found Help, help! This I yelled for the divine touch and hope That that which is behind bra won't be my focus But that which is above to be my gain Come dear come back Please be my shield Those that ought to help have their hands tight I need you Yes I need you So that I'll not go from hell return to hell.