Pathology

Watching seagulls 
Dropping dead crustaceans 
Around we go 
Being fed frustrations 
Like speech impediment 
To reach my betterment 
I need a pathologist 
To understand all of this 
And Help me, guide me, lead me 
Along this path 
Of so called righteousness 
You don't know the half,
So do the math and laugh 
at my financial status 
Debtor signing autographs 
Keep climbing up the ladders higher still
When I rhyme I be the fattest
Hard to swallow tough pill 
So listen close if your soul's comatose 
I return to sender and you return to ghosts 
Oooooh realize that I am 
Maybe at best just a flash in the pan 
Heyyy decide who I am 
Save me again then reset the plan

Afrobeat Fela