I stand on a hill, heavily burdened and proclaim my message to mother Zambia and her children. Too many times have we heard
The dice is rolled; My journey of life begins; I set foot on this road. Faith carries me far enough to make me believe in a god. I climb many ladders because of the virtues I hold. The King in me savours the days I spend in the city of gold. I am living a life of endless luxuries; my life will definitely be told. I swim in pools of pride saying goodbye to my past. My glass is always filled to the brim with lust.