This is a song about "Memoirs of harambee the gorilla"

Cause america the terror of,

Ships that sail to distant places

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

The right hand of god, the left of the devil,

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

//summary of the moral of the story is in the notes>>

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

In the heat of the summer,

And i need you to show me love

The one who em talks of

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

A sight of her face can calm my rage even if the world's weight was hurled/

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

Beat of the drum soon the rhythm of the dead.

Of the book of your life

Ma want me to go find a wife