ÌRÀPADÀ

I seek God from an angle of elevation; not depression

Makes my angle of inclination to Him from A CUTE angle 

And His angle of inclination to my request from the RIGHT ANGLE

Now the Spirit dey lead my left and RIGHT ANKLE 

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No matter the DEGREE of my TRY-ANGLES; works no ever DEY GREE

Upon sey I face my problems SQUARELY, I kept going round in CIRCLES

Upon sey I enter ROME BUS, life refused to be ROMANTIC

Slavery like the old days when the world was still ROMAN THICK

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So, that The old life is a bygone no be because sey Rambo buy Gun

When you hear darkness o ti lọ, it's GONE coz of what God has DONE

So death no fit cut you like SAMSON DADA; na Jesu sort your ÌRÀPADÀ

That's why this garment of light go size you well even pass AGBADA