You formed a gang called the mad kids of new street Your shenanigans couldn't be traced by the police You're only twelve years old but you know a lot You've been out watching how your world fucks up A bottle of water wouldn't make you that sick But no one around here's got a spare quid There's not a lot of work around where you live It's all pretty filthy and your bed's are made of concrete You're an ice cream girl working on commission Even if you don't sell any we call you an influencer The neighbourhood's in shock cause you got you first gun You say you fight the man who stole the water from your farm Even if you don't think so This affects you too And if you don't think so then that's pretty pitiful You mother sold chicken at the local market And now she doesn't have do it anymore There's a truck loaded full with ice you thought that's strange But it's the kind of fresh European chicken scraps we sell So the clucking gone no more chicken run And your father's been quite into sugarcane rum No evolution happens when you're thirsty (Tout le monde) fuck Nestlé Even if you don't think so This affects you too And if you don't think so then that's pretty pitiful Try to think me again, we will find love, yours truly - Africa