This is a song about "New zealand tectonic plates"

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

We're done, same old thing isnt nothin new.

Fueled by the world's underground, call me tectonic/

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

Bullied in school, noting new,

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo

I want to make the world new

What preceded was the clue

It's my new old shit against your old new shit

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

New is new, don't compare to the precedent/

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

A new world order, with a new constitution

"stay strong, keep your faith in god," what i told him

That dead awake will rip through the metal plates, ya,

They infiltrate our homes, africa