This is a song about "Ay where s the party"

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

Where 45's if it's black on chrome just to hear their cries, when rolling

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

You doing the berney at a little kids party

It´s the battle of life

You make a nigga sing songs nice

The party house, now don't be shy

Where did my time go? i let it fly

Toast, toast to the party!

What them tippers don't see