Life of a First Son

Eh... First son things o

Na only us sabi wetin we dey face

From small I don dey carry load wey pass my age

Family dey look me say I be the strong cage

Everybody wahala come land for my head

Broda, help me, sista call, even Papa need bread

School fees, house rent, hospital bill

First son no fit show say e dey feel

I smile for outside but my mind dey heavy

Mo ti gbe load ti o tobi, e plenty!

This na life of a first son o

We no dey complain but the journey no easy

Life of a first son o

We strong, we dey carry am, we must succeed

They depend on me, I no go let them down

First son, I wear the crown

No matter the pressure, I go stand my ground

Odogwu! Champion! We no dey fall!

I sacrifice my own dream make others shine

Give my last kobo, say everything go fine

Sometimes I dey wonder, who go hold me down?

When first son weak, who go come around?

But I remember Papa face and Mama prayer

All my siblings wey dey count on their big broda there

So I carry my cross, I dey march ahead

Chukwu dey my side, I no dey fear, I no dread

This na life of a first son o

We no dey complain but the journey no easy

Life of a first son o

We strong, we dey carry am, we must succeed

They depend on me, I no go let them down

First son, I wear the crown

No matter the pressure, I go stand my ground

Baddest! We rise! Glory!

To every first son wey dey hustle

Your sacrifice no go waste

We go collect our flowers

Amen! God dey! We move!