This is a song about "Come together"

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Lets come together as one and stand up to the president

You two were meant to be together

Pain, he's ready for whatever

The plight of a rapper or whatever

I said we came way too far together

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

Make my jollof with lots of pepper

People of the earth we all have to come together okay

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

Taking out all the screws embedding me together

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Whistling when we're together

I'm gettin discouraged with her

It's always summer whenever we're together,

My nigga pac, be ready for whatever