He is my minister of
transport
driving fancy cars
iam talking about sugar daddies
sugar daddies
they come like friends
with lots of money on their hands
nawe uyathatheka coz thet spoil
you with teddies and roses
until you push that pot belly
go do.abortion i dont want no babbyy
him a suga daddy
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I would like to translate this poem
Sugar daddies are everywhere looking for their victims riding bikes, wearing bikers suit and helmet to hide their maturity! sadly young little girls are after them!