Smoke Puff, smoke rushing out of your nostrils,
Yeah the world is your dance floor, you're the king of the jungle,
At 25 you already own a company selling auto-spares, making doh like Knaan,
You hustle left right and center , sometimes taking a second job coz Uni fees you gotta mention,
Life is sweet man, God is good,
That's why on Sunday, you still kneel down and pray,
He gave you the mind , the looks and the skills, and said go out there and make me proud like Avril
Yeah man, you do your thing, passing by those who are still wishing,
No regrets, no looking back, rushing toward your goal,
Success is a journey not a destination ma friend, a cold heart truth you gotta comprehend,
Yeah man, this is me, living ma dream,
How about you, are you winning?
Till next time, {Peeace Out}
