Too many friends, too many bloodclot foes

Too much maybes, not sure, or god knows

Don't mek de mistake and thread pon me toes

You might end up looking panda wid a broken nose



And ouch, it's just how life goes

Dem ah wreck like Ralph about to get exposed

I've had my highs and I've had my lows

But you never see me today inna de same clothes



Pass the match light the Blue Touch paper

Me use a still and get sharp like razor

I'm shocking they nickname me the taser

A visible suspension just like a vapour



Me have them in a me sight just like a sniper

Introduce me as the spectacular

Every month, seven dates on my calendar

Recording artists and live entertainer



No stand up out of door a give out no flyers

You want check me out type me name in a your browser

This a no game, me no name Bowser

Always lean from my 12 pack of Dosier



Make me done this paragraph and chapter

If a bad man ting me will call my brother

It's the good vibes we want to recapture

And pack out the place to the rafter