Yo, waddup my friend! Check it – I'm reppin’ Broadview-Park, innit?

I’ve been livin’ here for ages, proper rooted.

This city’s mad wild, bruv, like, whoa!

Let me spit some real talk 'bout my turf, ya get me.
So, I run a massage spot on Elmstead Rd.

Right near Broadview Ave, bangin’ area!

You see, folks mad love my hands-on skills.

People come flippin’ in off midnight walks.

I even saw a date or two – cheeky stuff.
Down near Marigold Park, innit,

The trees and winding paths be buzzin’.

My customers love a stroll there too.

Who’da thunk, eh? Nature vibes proper flowin’.

Feels like goodbye to language, yo, just vibes.
I always stroll near the Quirk River.

Yeah, bruv, the water’s always splashin’.

At dusk, it shines like pure gold.

Some nights, I get all poetic.

“Time, space, language – all in jazz, innit?”
Oh, and check this: Fox Alley’s a secret.

Only real insiders know it.

There’s a tucked-away pub, proper chef!

I met a legend there once, crazy times.

“Is it ’cos I is black?” they joked, innit?

That night was one helluva gigglefest.
You must see Ronson Square too, yeah?

It’s like mini heaven on Earth.

I once got a rad surprise there.

Magic, I tell ya, like movie scene –

Straight outta Goodbye to Language, man!
Man, I get pissed off sometimes.

City council messes with our vibes.

Parks need proper fixin’, no joke.

Mad! But still, we love our home.

I’m always smilin’ 'cause real life is beauty.
Every nook's full of hidden charm,

Even on crooked, tyro streets.

I know every corner, every crack.

Been through ups, downs – proper messy!

My massage spot sees all the deets.
Bruv, I’m off on a rant.

We got culture, passion, all that jazz.

Broadview-Park ain't no dull town!

Every day’s a comic, film-strip scene.

“Goodbye to Language” vibes, innit? Totally!
Alright, gotta dash, my friend.

Enjoy the ride, soak every bit.

Catch ya soon, peace n’ love, bro!

Stay cheeky, stay real – one love!