This is a song about "Wassup with us"

Don't fuck with us your family we know"

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

With this god up above watching us below

Were tortured with evil, they'll get to shoot us

Amadou & mariam but still no chorus

You can't open up, my crew, y'all can't cope with us,

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

New canvas she need a new stroke

You can't clean us with soap,

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Government tries to hold us off with resistance

Wassup phoma, slow down kid!

Can't wait to see you naked