ADÉBÁYÒ,HOW CAN YOU SURVIVE?

I can survive in million ways, In regardless of what you paves, Which makes of strong wholly, With my beads of being holy. I will tear apart the world's calamity, Where many people are living in impecuniosity, I will stand out from the bigot, Who proves himself as an agent. There a way will be marked for me, In regardless of my sin, There I will choose my pathway, In consideration for me to weigh. I will be a standing pole, Which works round the clock with hole, Which is jacked down with hooker; In order to increase the gas of my cooker. I will walk down the street with boldness, The boldness which pave way for strongness, The boldness which proves me as a man, With the length of my arm. My fortune you can't operate, My glory you can't underrate, Which makes me a tall giant, In a secret room of the boy brilliant. Have you seen that I can survive? Have you seen that I have been given the high-five? The high-five that has mapped the glory of your detestation, Which will anon leads it to total conflagration.