Yeah they just wanted the soul food
I just gave em' tofu
Making all this cold food
Feel like it's a blowchu no blow chains
They wanted the chip so I implant it
Drip on top the drip we twirling this just like the planet
Durag on my flag I took to planning
They wanted the man and I'm just taking cannons back to Kansas where the Oz be jamming
Yeah, where the Oz be jamming boy
Run to thee yeah
Don't question no
Run to thee, yeah