On a stony day as this,
My boy undressed in his thought and mind,
About a stumble,
He knew not was coming,
All the chicks on the bus were mesmerized by his looks as he walked towards the bus they were in,
No negotiations between him and the conductor;
believe me my boy was loaded with cash,
with his cloak he jumps straight in,
And his frangrance fills the whole bus and nobody resist the temptation of looking at him,
Everybody now is cought staring at his shoe,
The Rolex on his wrist sparkling gold in their eyes fancy Looks,
I watch all the mothers losing their daughters on edge,
Probably even the aged falling along the way too,
Enjoy the pain,
Irony seems to pay the price now,
My boy is dropped half way before his destination,
he fails to pay the bus fare,
Only to realize quickly too late he left cash on his pilow,
Now my boy stumbles in haste,
He finds a taxi nearby
only to get shot at,
by the price he has to pay,
A 100k for an amount he would have paid for 7k to reach where he was going is shocking,
My boy looked up and down,
A gaze still follows the east and west,
A glance towards the north and south,
Still,
Stumble booms and there is nothing he can do,
He wont walk back home,
The place is too remote,
He wont go forward his not sure of his way out,
ENJOY THE PAIN alas i say,
Thinking about her took everything away from his mind,
My boy looked more of a lover and not a fighter,
He forgets cash and carries emotions,
I say to you my boy here today,
Least ENNOY THE PAIN in stumble ..The Son of Dust