Verse 1:. Yo Yo Aye Yo!. I stand outside the gates of Buckingham Palace selling reefer. Puffing a challis with the beef eaters.. Gettin' so high that whenever I drop shit.
[Hard Black]. Peep the math. Mau Mau be about land and freedom. Reperation and apologies, for Africa to America oddesseys. Guerilla-type tactics on them socialistic fallacies.