Yo, dear friends and family,
I fell off a scooter, like Eminem’s „Lose Yourself“ vibe,
Grand Canarias, flying high, took a dive, that’s my scribe.
Now I’m in rehab, like 50 with nine slugs in his side,
Getting my strength back, with a 38 cm cut, no need to hide.
Woke up from anesthesia, like back from the dead,
Paramedics saw me, I said, „Chill, just shaking off the dread!“
28 stitches, ain’t nothing, I’m tough as steel,
I’m Dædó, with Edda’s love, battalion of strength, for real.
Reason for all this, coming back strong,
Gotta know my daughter, this ain’t a lone wolf song,
So to my supporters, dear friends and family,
You’re my heroes, bigger than Em and 50, that’s reality.
Thanks for all the help, from my heart to the stars,
This is my story, with your love, I’ll heal these scars,
We’ve got this, nothing’s stopping me now,
I’m Dædó, back on track, no one pulling me down.
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