This is a song about "Dumping tea into the harbor"

As i'm dumping your body over the back of my yacht.

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Me and kweli come together like two pieces of metal

The victim that i capture often aren't like a tea kettle

Once more into the fray, once more into the fray!

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

Your content is fucked up,what the fuck is gay tea?

It's a battlejust for tha big money

The weed into the bong

My sim card's the bomb

I'm over the fact, that i'm not your cup of tea,

And all women who had light features, see

Queen b would have you servin tea/

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Dumping your dead body in a national intersection.

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin