This is a song about "Protesters for the arab spring"

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Make music for the masses, but still aim for the bases,

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

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

We all sprung from apes, but clearly you didn't spring far enough.

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear,

For 9 years in spain had the time share

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear,

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

Protesters are wavin’ picketing signs, these are different times,

You appear as if you care

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear,

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear,