Amr Diab

Since VC had hang time

And the kids would make fun of each others hang time

Back when the braids were cause for catching catching fades

I was tryna write wrongs and write songs at the same time

When yumma was watching Amr Diab

I saw a legend on the screen and thought I better be that

She needed help but she walked too proudly to ask

Feeling like the maramia sinking down in the glass

Haram, what a shame look in her eyes I saw her cover pain

Brother came, promised I wouldn't show him my stubborn ways

Uh, the beef wasn't halal

Deceit was in our bones