Polygamy

Not in my life will your head be raise The Hitler beneath the tiles of Adam that roared it All that goes around that its taste wants With big small boobs and ass it can't fail to unlock Getting them all in a house for the future doom Not mine will I pray a foe to sway Friends outside in a match colour attire But slanderous talks against another all day routine Orisa jekinpemeji obinrin kosi That makes the second world war the best of its kind Where men are seen walking dead humans Why don't you build a ms pacmac's house than putting us in dismay. No wonder it's said ile olorogun ile ariwo No one would admits whose fault it lays Could it be the man whose body is lust or the woman that is never submissive? That the grave enrich herself through us While those that ought to save millions of lives die with no hope There is joy in polygamy neither do I pray to find myself in it It's duty bound on mothers to guard their children till date lest they be walking dead fellows Whatever you sow you shall reap.