This is a song about "Come together"

Poke out from behind her

Whistling when we're together

You two were meant to be together

Said when i do dirt wit her

I promise baby we're in this together

My pocket's fat, somebody check my blood pressure

And broke the promise that we'd be together,,

The plight of a rapper or whatever

Then get myself together/

That's real as ever

We must come together an mourn for the 9 little ones that have lost their lives

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

People of the earth we all have to come together okay