This is a song about "Haitian gang zoe s"

Weed i can't pronounce man

Of a wolf gang gang bang

And come back baby boomerang

But never once in a gang

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Is it because when i get in altercation with a racist they call me haitian.

I’m effervescent, just ask them

Of the rebel gang captain

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

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

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

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