This is a song about "Help africa"

Don't need nobody to help

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Please, we avoid pagan the pace is far more amazing

I start out small by slaving africa, this time theres no saving,

Bearing the knowledge that, our brothers in africa are hunting resource

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Bout time i got my respect

But it doesn't work and it doesn't help.

Done, instead of ruining life, can't you help?

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors.

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Sometimes i can't help but wonder

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Haven't you heard the cries, for help