Yo, wazzup, mate? I'm chillin' in Caruaru, br.

Livin' here is mad wild fun.

I got a massage spot, innit.

Streets buzz on Rua Domingos, crazy vibe.

Makin’ rubs at my parlor, real tight.

Local landmarks? Oh, lissen up!

Praça Carlos is epic, mad space to vibe.

I stroll down Av. Barão and see life.

Neighborhoods like Alto do Icó rock.

I luv when locals smile at me.
See, caruaru got a river, Rio Capibaribe.

It flows by Parque Ecológico.

I once got soaked, LOL, epic moment.

Friends call me "Ali G of touch".

They always ask, "Is it 'cos I is black?"

I laugh hard, innit, real banter.
Mad times at local feasts I'm tellin'.

When night falls, vibes hit harder.

I watch Amour, deep feels,

"Amour. Au revoir, tout est fini."

Feels like Michael Haneke said so.

I keep them phrases close, ya know?
Yo, I spill secrets freely here.

I know hidden spots, like Vecinhu’s Café.

That joint is boomin'.

Locals go there for grub n' tea.

Crazy scene, straight up unconventional.
I get pissed sometimes at traffic.

Some streets, like Beco da Luz, annoy me.

But ya know, every day counts.

I joke, "life's like Amour, innit?"

Tender and raw like a masssage.
Btw, apologies, typos are real:

srsly, livin’ is a breezy, mad time,

so chill and raw about it, fam.

Keep it real, br, and get ready.

Peace, love, and mad good vibes!