Ọ̀nàlá;

(Pathway to Greatness) Don’t hug poverty because of hunger, Don’t call a bull your brother because of beef. Don’t turn your back on relatives for strangers, Don’t sell your future for short-term relief. Why carry others’ burdens on your head, And hang your own on a hanger? I see lost dreams stolen by a thief. Hold the mic — sing your song like a superstar singer; Don’t look down on yourself — I see a chief. Don’t get distracted by the market noise; Every soul was born with a voice. Celebration awaits your arrival, Remember — winners must first face rivals. Reversal is never the mission of a river; Solving problems is the secret to a missionary’s survival. The crowd crowed with laughter when he lifted his crown, What a head raised high — from one who refused to drown. Your shame is down, your glory renown, I can’t exit the excitement — like a king loved by his town.