th(rust) issues [w. gafacci]

sentiments, memories, home. vocals by kwame write beat by gafacci mix by drumnayshin recorded in 21 ent studios, tema lyrics: dear maame dufie. i just lef joburg airport switch my phone from flight mode. immediately i miss diet from home. then i want transit go heathrow but the way e dey snow, be like ice block choke the sky road. abi you know say i dey joke. though i dey wear 3 coats, 4 trousers and nike shocks but still i dey fight cold. how be your health, how the shop, how life dey go. how be your siblings i'm missing them. hope dem dey mow. hope your uncle shun smoke. how be your 'nana ein stroke. last time I hide her crutches hope she no hold grudges, hope she take am as joke. but soak, in due time i go holla, i swear say i go drop the dust off my collar like that german borga who dey wear that fake prada. i know say you get trust issues. maybe because the thrust reduced. painting 'i miss yous' on the canvas of your heart. sakumono susan malouk make i be your basquiat. make i be the reason for your art. young akosua agyapong i dey imagine say you dey mime awo fremaa even though e be simple rapport. we dey sort the palava when you dey sort me palava sauce. in due time i go holla, my deborah vanessa, no be say you turn borla, i for go trap this dollar, chasing that kontomire so say my pocket no go make weak like mmire. i want blow like ecg socket no be play. no be osofo dadzie back in the day. the focus dey consecrate. the process be long but make we concentrate. for the borders dem confiscate my goods. no be say i just want miemia you. love be track wey i want collaborate plus you. in due time i go holla. make we block road for osu container or convene for cape coast. your mummy receive the akok) the easter time? for christmas make you expect some scape goat. young fatia in lycra, you dey turn op my gold coast. make you no retract like nkrumah's hairline. in fact during my spare time i dey gym my chest fine. i dey protract the day we go interact so say i no go face east nor west when i dey conduct. african spirited like wiyaala. make you dance timaya under my jalabia. your paddies dey drop enough salt, why dem from ada? i see say your instagram dey pop like k)mi chao. i see that selfie with elsie, be like you crop me out. but no doubt i follow for twitter wey I retweet like 40 ther about. our future crib go dey like cosby house. we go laugh tey with no asem. your body body chao. i want bock your house like jehovah's witness come share with you some good news. your mummy and poppy still dey get that mood blues? if i talk back them go talk say i be too rude but e be between me and you. in due time I go holla, make we kpe like black and white volta for gonja. we go dance agbadza wear agbada nti enkasa..life be hard, don't bore if by accident i borrow an accent. no offence, hope your poppy shun dey use that yawa okada, hope mahama shun that dumsor cantata. hope your neighbours shun that sumbor wahala. their rumours forming tumours in our new love but hakuna matata. make we daddy lumba this affection aiming for perfection with revolutionary yen tie obiaa vibes. i go drop like june, depending on the weather and also the kwacha, but probably sooner, so keep your heart and duna in a safe place. we go achieve great things together for wanna hay days. make i hear from you briefly. stay safe. yours vimfully, kwame. signed with the ink from the bottom of my heart