When I take the lead off my pen,
Do not expect me to shut my beak
I may not be nice but I surely stay clear when I speak
And speaking of speak,
Most of these youths still have a whole life to discover
Regardless what John Speke, spoke
So please stop
And let’s make some checks, like a Police stop
See, first off all, there’s no place like that 256!
We are a base of divergent cultures
With a space enough for each to partake and taste of the mix.
Man there’s no place like the 256
On the face of the planet,
We are blessed with the finest climate,
That is best for the primates
And yes, the world is taking pics
‘Cause there is no place like the 256.
They call us the Pearl of Africa,
Where the colors are black yellow red but the trees stay green
Where else can you find this
But in the 256
So forget what the outside thinks.
See they pick on a few things
To say that the inside of my Africa
My 25 stinks.
But they ain’t on the inside
So they miss some insights and of these I speak.
Yes we have problems,
Well every country does.
And the outside only conceals their own troubles
By over exaggerating ours.
They make bad reports about us
So they can have us, repeat the class.
So they can have us
Believe in what’s theirs and hate on ours
When we think of, class
So they can have the right to look down on us
‘Cause they believe we are from a less privileged class.
They want to talk to us about class?
Have they ever,
Thought of the fact that
They could belong to a whole different school of thought from us?
Before trying to program us
Into becoming their autobots like optimus
While they masquerade behind the claim to transform us?
Globalisation is good
But at what price?
They should recognize
That what is nice
To them could be a vise
To us and respect us when we dont take their advice
Now to you my people,
Can’t you see?
That your mind holds the power to make or break UG
That the only way you can be free
is by setting free
the very way you think
this is supposed to be
easy as ABC
but they usually won’t tell you this in SST, HSC or at LDC .
Consider yourself lucky
if you got beaten by your parents to do what’s right
society justifies so many wrongs under the excuse of human rights
They bring darkness, confused as light.
And you can hardly smell the rat ’cause their fumes is right
The same system my man trusted, consumed his life
We are too blind to who we are to see that our future is bright
So we would rather hold onto foreign gifts and presents.
Majority of our population are the youth,
that’s by the stats given
and if we exploit this opportunity
then our national prayers can become thanksgiving.
But if the roads are bad,
how can the youth be self driven?
And the cost of a parliamentary seat has just risen,
So every member of parliament is
either looking to break the people
or break even
So trust me,
they are better off sleeping.
They keep sleeping on the truth when we let them lie
like dogs. They bark a lot during campaigns
but they seldom bite.
In my country
We like to boast about our hospitality,
yet little has been done about child mortality
or maternal mortality
‘Cause our hospitals are but a shadow of our hospitality.
Huh, the tragedy.
There is no place like the 256
and yes we have problems
So I don’t blame you for chasing a green card
to go to the states
‘Cause your home is messed
But even those in the states will tell you,
East or west?
Home is best, home is blessed.
We need you
We need you to properly spell, Uganda
Without you it’s just,
Uganda and propaganda
We need you cause it all starts with you in Uganda.
You are the light,
you are the future
Now if you desert your country for another
then you become a traitor
There is no place like the 256
And I know we have problems,
Running away is never the solution
I believe, with our minds combined,
our problems are bound to die
if we plan the execution.
FOR GOD AND MY COUNTRY!