This is a song about "The democratic republic of congo"

I like big butts and i cannot lie

Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai

The groups of groupies looped in the hoops of the music business,

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

Aren't you somethin', an original

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

Growin/ power in the people cause my soul democratic

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!

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

Stack my money tenfold, make this my new temple

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

The revolution will proceed