MY NAME IS MY NAME

[Intro] Yeah [Chorus] What's really in a name? Known as a man of many in theory, but really, I'm the same But everyone has history and it goes merely as it came It's the same with your pickni, I'm my father's son like he picked me Ewe [Post-Chorus] At twelve, was fending for self, thought boarding was jail in a cell, poor me Fourteen, got a bit more keen Sixteen, got my kicks all clean Eighteen, had the same regime, but was playin' the game while the game played me Did plenty at ninеteen and twenty, my name in your mouth, now right on your telly [Verse 1] Had drеams of being the man at twelve with a gold Rollie on my hand Now, the gold Rollie on my hand Is that a dream or really a plan? Family callin' me Afam like I'm damned to the role to keep family close Back when I felt dad was a foe Then I did, but now, gladly, I don't It was a feeling I carried alone 'til I landed from Naij like, "Honey, I'm home" Then I end up changing my name Glad then, but today, I'm ashamed They always fucked up my shit in assembly Then, G, I looked to my sister with envy 'Cause she got called by her English name And I wished the same [Chorus] But what's really in a name? Known as a man of many in theory, but really, I'm the same But everyone has history and it goes merely as it came It's the same with your pickni, I'm my father's son like he picked me Ewe [Post-Chorus] At twelve, was fending for self, thought boarding was jail in a cell, poor me (Buh, buh, buh, buh) Fourteen, got a bit more keen (Keen) Sixteen, had my kicks all clean (Clean) Eighteen, had the same regime, but was playin' the game while the game played me (Buh, buh, buh, buh) Did plenty at nineteen and twenty, my name in your mouth, now right on your telly [Verse 2] Started uni, they like me already like, "Hi, have we met yet? Yeah, my name is Ashley" (Ashley) My name had a ring, it's catchy, babes thought I was great like Gatsby But I weren't movin' subtle enough, I already had changed it from Knuckles to Knucks (Knucks) She pree'd my ID on the first date for my surname, but I covered it up Now I barely hear Afam at all, but I'm movin' with tact and I'm fashionable All tellin' the baddies to call man Ash 'cause when talkin' of nyash, I'm catchin' 'em all Was in the back of the lecture room gettin' my name wrong, feelin' like "A-Aaron" But now I'm indoors with a bunch of awards, with my long ass African name on [Chorus] But what's really in a name? Known as a man of many in theory, but really, I'm the same But everyone has history and it goes merely as it came It's the same with your pickni, I'm my father's son like he picked me Ewe [Post-Chorus] At twelve, was fending for self, thought boarding was jail in a cell, poor me (Buh, buh, buh, buh) Fourteen, got a bit more keen (Sixteen) Sixteen, had my kicks all clean (Clean) Eighteen, had the same regime, but was playin' the game while the game played me (Buh, buh, buh, buh) Did plenty at nineteen and twenty, my name in your mouth, now right on your telly [Outro] Ehn, kedu afa gi? Kedu afa gi?