Motivational Speaker Poem by Okoemu Okoemu Okoemu

Don't tell me anything
Until you own roofs
Till a point of losing counts
If me and you have no notes
To throw around
You are a church rat as I am
Don't tell me how to make it
Because you can eat
And live in an estate in island
As far as the plot and block
Ain't yours, as personal
We are the same
Even though I live in the slum
Because you own a wheel or two
Does not make you Arkad from Babylon
Then you start dropping punches
Until you are Arkad or
You are Solomon or you are Igbinedion
Do do not motivate me about making
Being able to casket for a million
Or spraying mint notes in clubs
Or rolling the girls
Is not what make Arkad
Even Elon is not qualify to
So don't try it.

-Okoemu Okoemu Okoemu, The Perfect Man