This is a song about "Global warming"

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

Half the global wealth is split on one percent

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Passion for global control and economic and social domination

Got my niggas denying global warming

Stand for something or die in the morning

The lonely ocean sings and the wind sucks the warming air thin,

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

Its global enslavement, they've taken over the nation

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Rep misses a-u-g-a and now i'm going global/

I'm just warming up, so sit back and cease laughter

They'd only be happy with a minstrel actor