Don't tell me what to do. Who are you, to question my authority? I'm capable. I know what i want and how to get it. Just let me be mama. Living in the green world. Living the life of a party. Dancing to the rhythm of the night. Foes by my side. Party till dawn. I got my crew for tonight. My fix for the night. We'll be flying sky high with no limits... My ministers for the whole weekend. What more can a girl want? Drinks, drinks, more drinks. Who's paying...minister of cash? Hold up, i need to crash another party. Who do i call? Minister of transport. Need a fix...who do i call? Minister of suppliers. So don't u tell me what to do mama. You raised me by yourself. Now u have to do the same, for the one who's not yours. The one i'm leaving behind. How could i have let this happen? Please tel me, ma. How do i clean up my mess? My foes gone, no more parties. Only a vision of what it's like. Underneath the still grounds. That i used to walk on. Leaving the one who raised me, taught me respect and honour. But i who thought was superior to her rules, did what i did, to fit in. I'm sorry to have let you down mama. Please look after my little one...
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