[Intro]
City lights hum as the spray cans glow.
[Verse 1]
In Kampala's pulse, a mural takes the night,
Colors lean like drums in rhythm and light.
A crucial detail flickers, slips from sight,
But the artist grins, chasing the spark to make it right.
[Verse 2]
Through the market maze, stalls flash and tease,
Beads and mangoes orbit the breeze.
They barter for a fix, a quick bright trick,
Crowd cheers, Take a pic, fine Bella!
[Chorus]
Bella, catch the spark and shine,
Take a pic, fine Bella!
Art flows out on Kampala night.
[Bridge]
Detail found in a wink, the fix is near.
The mural glows back, loud and clear.
[Chorus]
Bella, catch the spark and shine,
Take a pic, fine Bella!
Art flows out on Kampala night.
[Outro]
Color stays on the wall as the crowd moves on.