The Old Man should just stay quiet
Walk his long memoirs reliving it in his mind
He has his glory once he was in the driver's seat
Now he is out of it he couldn't take it
Joining forces with Perkasa
Into its racist policy gimmicks
It doesn't work any more
In the 21st century politics
The cracks appear on the walls
The scraps will fall eventually the whole
The Old Man doesn't see it that way
He thinks Malays should reign supreme
A man of his experience and stature
He should offer better fatherly advice
He shouldn't harp on race
This is his legacy which will bring the race down
The Malays will weaken themselves
If they still hang on to the racist party
They should break free learn the hard way
Stand on their feet and be proud with achievements
When the body is weak
The urge to work will collapse
How long will they hold it?
When the gravy pot dries up?
In my village years
Those young growing up adventures
The elders had said what would happen
The Malays will dig their own holes
You see too much sugar feeding
It isn't good for the body and mind
Eventually it will shut down.........
There is no strength to walk that mile!
We should forget about racism
We should think as one race one family
In this beautiful country of Malaysia
Practicing our favours, cultures and inheritance
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