I'll be a Jeweller till they put me onma death bed
Babalo ama G my friend enough sayin
Im on a different level, still I would be loved by few
Its been three years, tech its over wit, Im on a path to more doe
with sweat onma face tourch, solderin block, file and sum paperin sticks
thats how I graduated on pullin, weavin wire and polishin rings
Now ima qualified G hard headed ma jewellery is so fly
I'll be a jeweller like this till I die.... knwamsayn