This is a song about "Mega events"

When i'm the master of events n' master the mic

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

After these unfortunate events you'll be tongue tied and twisted

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

Rerunning through the events of this fine night

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

Crazy turn of events that he emerged, took over the world

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

Let's pretend that his life would be full of friends and fun events.

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

I mega-sword her with my megazord, i'm godzilla, you stegosaurus.

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

I think you and your friends

Unfazed by recent events

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

Due to the supervened events that might just go and make some history