Algorithm (feat. Vuyo)

Nothing in this life is promised

But, I know one promise I made

Even tho some promises were broken

I’m going to take that one to the grave

So, when I die, when I rest

When it’s all said, and I left a mess

Imma take care of you

Imma taaaaake care of you

 

See, I was born in Zimbabwe

Then we moved to Zambia

Then we moved to Norway

Then my dad moved to Canada

Then we moved to Nigeria

Then my mom moved to Namibia

Then my dad moved to Brazil

Where does that leave me?

Left me with no roots? Or more roots?

I know a plethora of social codes

I could write the algorithms

 

Don’t deal with small talk

I would rather partake in the big talk

I could write the algorithms