Barima nɛbɛ brɛ yɛ

Basu Sani ba!

Yare yare

Jiya da marance na zaune wey my aboki call my line

E pain me so much as I hear say ma boy dey cry

Been thinking too much lately haunted by thoughts of suicide

Telling me about so much, I'm scared for his life

As mi wake up, it's a friday morning, I for see my boy

Mese wiase deɛ wobɛ brɛ, if you come as a boy

Everybody gives you pressure, as long as you get groins

Until you have enough dawa for them, you never go earn joy

Well enough, this be what happened as I go see ma boy

E say "zym duba! many things wey dey happen

My mummy lef my poppy last year, you fit see the cuts in

My wrist, nearly killed myself, God wey bring the luck in

I jerk off too much, I might be addicted to this masturbation

Somewhere last month wey I preg ma girl, ain't capping

Wasn't ready for that so she had to commit an abortion

I'm from a broken home and I'm broke and a murderer

My junior brother, a drug addict

It's too much, I wanna quit

Ɛyɛ, ya isa, I can't take any more a bit

My stupid life sef, why do I even still have it?

I'm tired, enough of this"

Barima nɛbɛ brɛ yɛ oh! barima nɛbɛ brɛ yɛ oh!

Asɛm kumaa no baayɛ mpo no, barima na yɛ frɛ yɛ

Bone bɛn na barima baa ewiase ɛbɛ yɛ yɛ?

Ah barima nkoa werɛ ho a, yɛse "Nyame nɛbɛ yɛ oh"

Barima nɛbɛ brɛ yɛ oh! barima nɛbɛ brɛ yɛ oh!

Asɛm kumaa no baayɛ mpo no, barima na yɛ frɛ yɛ

Bone bɛn na barima baa ewiase ɛbɛ yɛ yɛ?

Ah barima nkoa werɛ ho a, yɛse "Nyame mɛbɛ yɛ oh"

Yɛn ɛmbrɛ me Nyame number ma me ɛmfrɛ no na me ɛmbisa why

Born as a male, why the pressures we dey face in life?

Tena ase dwene ho, there's no treasures we dey gain in life

Providing since our childhoods yet our families even barely praise us

Parents, brothers, sisters, friends, even life dey play us

Expectations breaking us apart, stress dey plague us

"Nyame mmrɛ ne mmrɛ pa", I try to never miss my daily prayers

Back to you brethren, relax, I feel your pain

Have the patience and the strength, it won't be the same

I know how it feels 'cos some months back, mi feel the same

Hwehwɛ ka focus on one thing, try to pinpoint

Abrabɔ no nnyɛ bɛtɛɛ saa, me get it from yuh viewpoint

Nanso nipa bɛyɛɛ bi, God is the rotary joint

Wobɛwu, whether you worry or not; conjoint

Why're you worrying so much? What is the point?

Everyting happen fi ah reason, yah, nuh blame yourself

Get the suicide out your mind, you slowly killing your health

More importantly, you must love yourself

Lesson number 1, be there and love you

Before anything and anything, should be yourself

Barima nɛbɛ brɛ yɛ oh! barima nɛbɛ brɛ yɛ oh!

Asɛm kumaa no baayɛ mpo no, barima na yɛ frɛ yɛ

Bone bɛn na barima baa ewiase ɛbɛ yɛ yɛ?

Ah barima nkoa werɛ ho a, yɛse "Nyame nɛbɛ yɛ oh"

Barima nɛbɛ brɛ yɛ oh! barima nɛbɛ brɛ yɛ oh!

Asɛm kumaa no baayɛ mpo no, barima na yɛ frɛ yɛ

Bone bɛn na barima baa ewiase ɛbɛ yɛ yɛ?

Ah barima nkoa werɛ ho a, yɛse "Nyame nɛbɛ yɛ oh"