This is a song about "Oliver palmer"

I vent my anger and frustrations and thrust them on this page/

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

Got in more trouble as i got up that age

Give a speech so we're on the same page

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Sherlock holmes with dem undercover cases

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

I flipped the page, scripted and made,

The face mob, kept it ghetto for the h town

Give back to the hood like nino brown

She's a sex chaser, do whatever for the change

Things to change. i'm not even sure to continue the page.

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

Baby doll, check it out: i get around

It's out to see like a mariner, get back into character, grab another blank page

Before we learn to fly, somebody else should trycockin' guns, smokin', we can all make a change