Omo, three years now, I still dey look road...
Serena, Martins, Joseph... Baba dey wait.
Oluwa, guide my children home.
For inside Akure, I dey waka search everywhere
From school to school, my eyes dey tear
Steve Bayode, I be your father, I no dey fear
Williams dey uni now, e dey do well, e dey prepare
But omo, my heart dey heavy for the three of you
The phones and the tablets, I still keep am for you
No matter the wahala between mama and me
Our blood na one, na so e go always be
Oh Serena, oh Martins, oh Joseph my own!
Your father is searching, make una come back home
Williams is waiting, the family must grow
No distance can stop this love that I show
Ko si wahala that can block a father's love, oh!
Oya, make we gather, by the grace of God above
She pack out go, she think say the story end
But blood no be water, we go jam again
I go search every corner, every road, every street
Until the day my beautiful children I meet
I buy these gifts, they still dey ground dey wait
No let mama anger close this family gate
Williams dey miss you, I dey miss you too
Steve Bayode love you, and e go see you through
Oh Serena, oh Martins, oh Joseph my own!
Your father is searching, make una come back home
Williams is waiting, the family must grow
No distance can stop this love that I show
Ko si wahala that can block a father's love, oh!
Oya, make we gather, by the grace of God above
I dey look out for you...
Every nook and cranny of Akure
Serena, Martins, Joseph... we go jam again
On God