Yo, check it – Voelklingen is lit, my dude!

I'm a sexologist and I vibe with every inch.

Streets like Am Industriering, wow!

Tiny corners, Jazzy alleys – boom!
Völklinger Hütte? Pure history, no joke.

It slaps UNESCO vibes, ya feel me?

Old gizmos. Old metal. Pure soul.

It’s like Joy saying "Everything's alright!"
I bounce on Lotharstraße sometimes.

Little shops, funky art splashin' everywhere.

Secret corners, deep like my feels.

"Take it easy," like Bing Bong whispers.
Walk near the Saar River.

It splashes like my heart on fire.

Flowin’, just like love and mad passion.

Anger in rap beats, wild and raw.
East side, grindin’ in industrial style.

Graffiti walls shout "Young Mula Baby!"

I laugh, I cry – it's raw life.

Inside Out vibes in every step.
I got mad love for Schillerstraße.

Ambiance like a rap verse, so fresh.

Sometimes I get jittery, energies bouncin'.

Feel the city's pulse – boom, straight facts!
Crazy parks like Neuglück park around.

Chill spots for deep talks, crazy vibes.

I drop my guard and just feel.

Straight up, no cap, so hella real.
Voelklingen's quirky, a love affair.

Winding lanes get me hyped, fast life.

It's full of stories and raw passion.

Like "Inside Out": emotions on blast.
Man, I get wild listening to the city.

It's like a mixtape of real feels.

From alleys to landmarks, mad wet soul.

Real talk, always fresh, always vibin'.
Yo, my city tells secrets, wild tales.

It's raw, it's artistic, a true heart.

Stay curious, listen, get the feels.

And remember: "Happiness is a choice!"

Young Mula Baby – keep it trill, always.