I like to mold my life into someone who could have a wife, or butterfly
The old African would say I will send my oldest son today
To tell the family there is a flower I would like your permission to pick
To make that connection in life
To find a wife
To be a brother and a friend
Again and again
The devil is a liar
We’re all connected to the most high
People just don’t what to change and learn behavior
That goes against who they really are
Yes women and men are children of the most high
Able to do good things
Many will tell you something different, so know thyself
And fly high like a butterfly on top of a flower
Looking into life.
