[Chapter Zero : Standing On The Eiffel Tower, Yes, They think Im about to jump] The beautiful sun sets on the early sunrise of my imagination How did I? A stubborn stain in society's eye escape my demise arriving at this pa**ionate destination Rivers dried deserts fried No time no dime had I Only my note one and my shanghai Trust I always the advice of my father The faster you consume the harder you choke Step by step knocking the earth with my moke My sweat, my toil, my careful wakeful nights Now speaking wah i write to suit my requite My note one and shanghai now proving to be fruitful Lifting me higher viewing downwards from the tower Eiffel …… Afehyia pa.