WHO WE ARE AND WHAT WILL BE

My looks seem like a glimpse of where I'm from
Real human, full-fledged African
Truly Nigerian
My root is my pride
But my tongue speaks nothing of my tribe
Don't blame them; not mama, not papa, no one!
For no one and I mean no one but me is guilty
So blame me

But why blame me, hmm?
Why blame me?
When African tradition is on a verge of a merge
With modern day civilization
Without glasses I foresee a new clear reaction
For the masses, a new world order
Reaction that'll destabilize our tradition
All in the name of a revolution