I HAVE TO WAKE AT 4 IN THE MORNING AND CATCH A TOWN BUS..THATS 15 MINS WALK
SILENCE IN THE DISTANCE..U CUD HEAR THE VOICE OF IRIE..AND SOMEONE BEGINS TO TALK

BUS PUSHES AS IT DILLY DOLLIES TRU POTHOLES...CALL IT THE COUNTRY GALAXY
SOME PRAYS FOR THE JOURNEY..ITS THEATRICAL..SOMETHING A HALL ACT SEE

THE VOYAGE IS DARK AND COLD...ONLY THE SOUNDS OF A DIESEL ENGINE
IT CRAWLS UP THE HILL SLOWLY...ALMOST LIKE WHEN A WEASEL INCH IN

REACH TO OCHI...WE JOIN THE UNEMPLOYMENT LINE...WHAT A SIGHT
ITS A DISGUSTING LINE...LONG LIKE A DUBAI FLIGHT

POINT OF IT ALL IS LIFE IS TOO DEPRESS..U HAVE TO PUSH HARD LIKE A WHEELBORROW
THE ROAD IS NOT EASY AND IF U DO GET A JOB IT NEEDS MONEY..U HAVE TO MEK A REAL BORROW

PPL GETTING TURNED DOWN LIKE CLEAN GLASS INNA RUM BAR
U MAY GET TRU DEPENDING ON WHO U KNOW..AS LONG AS SOME PAR

I TELL U LIFE IS VERY DIFFICULT..U HAVE TO TRY HARD IN FIGHTS
WRITIING RESUMES IN SLEEPLESS NIGHTS...WHEN I SHUD BE HIGH LIKE KITES

UR QUALIFICATIONS MAY NOT BE GOOD...U DONT HAVE A SURE JOB DESCRIPTION
I WRITE U A STORY MORE LIKE A MOVIE..NOW UR MIND IS SAYING "MEK THIS FLICK TAN"

ITS A TERRIBLE ROAD BUT U HAVE TO KEEP THE FAITH AND PRAY HARD
JUST KEEP TRYING...SOMEDAY MY FREN..GOD WILL TAKE OUT UR CARD