This is a song about "Arab unite"

I'll rebel against your jealous hating, blessed with the essence to excel with patience

The problem is, when nations unite, and stand for religions it awakens

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

Believed that blacks could unite with the whites together and shake hands

Flight, tonight is the night where i prove white can re-unite this nation,

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

What's real/ i want to tell you a story about a beautiful arab

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

For when i'm gone the world will unite

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

It disgused my whole arab family/ but he was the ticket over

Analyzing the arab ways , it wasn't right and it had to change/

I sit on the stage, no rows at my shows, i live in a cage,