i'm an Irish man, a Zulu man, a mixed race hooligan\ an African, a colored man, a king like Solomon\ don't fuck with me please; don't even be bothering\ I'm all about the peace, but I'm clever when i'm conquering\ i got 'em like "gee's!" with the bars that i be hollering\ got 'em on their knee's coz I'm pleasing with the harmonies\ life is kinda funny, I'm just laughing at the comedy\ "you think they gonna like this flow?" i don't know, probably\ "you think you got talent tho?", hell yea! obviously!\ I'm gonna be the King like Shaka... Zulu\ I'm gonna wake you up like Irish... coffee\ I'm gonna kick it off right, set it off properly\ I'm healthy for your brain, so I'm sorta like Broccoli\ giving you the good shit, giving you the quality\ giving you a piece of my minds eye property\ this is a rap challenge, I'm challenging my sovereignty\ I'm governing my state of mind; my mind state policies\ I plan to be all over the map!; like geography\ believe it and it will be, yea; thats my philosophy\ work towards achieving it... hell yea! obviously..\ but they keep telling me: "boy stop fooling yourself...."\ and I'm like.... "Get the fuk outta here!"