It’s not for me, it’s for my mama’s house.
It’s not for me, it’s for my girlfriend’s purse.
It’s not for me, it’s for his medical bills.
My Dad is 75 years old and no pension for him.
It’s not for me, it’s for my Sunday offering.
The house of the Lord needs people to donate for it.
It’s not for me, it’s just for my rent.
My landlord needs it, this house is all his sweat.
Then for my school fees, schools don’t run themselves.
I don’t need it for me, my Dad needs the money.
And my sister needs clothes and she’s past iPhone 6.
So I have to get her something pricey, she’s so dear to me
My friend needs some money, plainly put, his business is crashing.
So it’s not for me, it’s just to get him back on his feet.
Then pay for light bill, settle Police.
Then get a driver for my mum, she’s getting weak.
Our house is getting old, we need a new flat.
Then I need to travel out at least for a week.
It’s not for me, it’s for the experience I’ll get.
So don’t call me a thief, it’s for a good cause.
And even if I steal, I didn’t use a gun.
I took money from the rich and gave it to the poor.
Is that not what Jesus would want?
So why you are you calling this fraud?
Because I don’t wear a suit or preach in church?
Or run for election and get voted into office?
I don’t have a big office and speak Queens English.
So somehow what I do is different from these big men?
When they steal money and then open a foundation.
Or give to the poor from money stolen from the nation.
You call them philanthropist and give them all the recognition.
But because my hair is colored brown, I am a fraud, I am an abomination.
When all I do is give back to the poor.
This money I collect is not for me, it’s because of my mum.
It’s not for me, it’s because of my Dad.
It’s not for me, it’s for my friends in need.
It’s not for me, everyone else but me.