You have grown mtase ,
Now you are a mortal aware ,
Of those backstabs,
The Ping’O gingling chats that the so called friends or enemies are singing of you ,
But you choose to remain a scouter of those bad habits .

You no longer a swallows or praiser to those birds that soars high
Instead you invent your own ladder to grab grateness ,
Their HIs and hellos or family drama bothers you not .
You have grown
Now you realize music is way better a realaxer than friends ,
And secrets are to yourself .

Bravo you are initiated ,
when you less talk with family ,
less time the people you know ,
Yet a hours plotting your success .
You know love can take a turn
But still choose not to throw all you heart at it
Big up Mtase ,welcome to the world of maturity