THE STORY

He wants to be a normal person

Thanking God he knows he’s certain

It ain’t hard deep down you know

Discipline hits high and low

But one day he turned the curtain

So he could be best of version

Up to him for him to show

Studied hard man on the go

He keeps on making all the duas

Tries to reach out to the stars

Of this galaxy and all

Waiting for the right call

Thanking God for all the Issues

Times he cried with all the tissues

But he stood up by the wall

And they thought he had a stall

All the things he had to go through

All the habits bad he did threw

By the trash he had a point

And he meant by using oint

Even though he thought he was bad

In his mind the whispers did had

Word of God was his way out

That Is certi that’s a shout

Realised there’s good and evil

Writing rhymes to warn the people

Had to act and do what’s right

Passed the torch to see the light

Reads the holy book for his soul

Just for him to take his control

Can’t be hating on that man

God Is with him and his plan

Some might say enjoy your life dude

How can he and he Is not rude

Hope they all just understand

World Is ending sooner and

What he’s doing Is he’s prepping

For his death but he’s not stepping

With the words of God you see

Pray salah man that’s the key

Cos this dunya Is not worth It

9 to 5 the times he worked It

He can pattern charities

Writing rhymes and therapies

World Is hurting he’s observing

So called leaders they just curving

Like It’s nothing what the hell

Like In magic under spell

Devil’s out there tricking pagans

Muslim Ummah’s faith awakens

And he’s muslim after all

That’s the truth he got the call

Building bunkers think they clever

Get away from doomsday never

Is that how they spend their dough?

What he knows but do you though?

Time to wake up what he did

Will you wake up screw the lid

Don’t be falling for the nonsense

On the news just for a quid

But he never fell for nonsense

Learnt from all the past It was tense

Past mistakes are written off

Made his duas they said he’s soft

Lord Almighty best of planners

Those repent are best of sinners

Losers trying to be the winners

With their cars and faulty spinners

Let me know who has a laugh

Maybe time for them to bath

For his journey went through pain tho

Closed the doors but left the window

Open so he can see the light

And he knew that It was bright

God Is with him all the way now

And he’s smarter but they said wow

Keeps reciting day and night

Like the armour of a knight

What he said was never give up

Through the trials you better stand up

Hope he makes to Afterlife

Is that why he dropped the knife