[Verse 1]
Said lil' bitch, you can't fuck with me if you wanted to
These is two cents, these is brown bottoms, these is sandal shoes
At the store, I can get'em both, goat and fufu (yes)
And I'm quick slap you in the face if I don't like you (ha, ha)

[Chorus]
I don't dance now, I just eat fufu (very good)
Say, I don't have to dance if I have pepe soup (mhm)
If I see a goat, and I don't kill it, that means it doesn't look good
I'm the father, you're the son, bitch
Now make me some soup (now)

[Verse 2]
She said she's gon' do what to who, let's find out and see (yeh, heh)
You know that I will send you on a boat to Africa, send you overseas
You hit the club just to party, I'm there 'cause I had to pee (urinate)
And me friends kicked me out of the village because they were all tired of me

[Verse 3]
Honestly, I only wear off-brand, I don't wear Gucci (yeh, heh)
I will, serve you with some goat, come to my house and we will see (let's see)
I won't ever eat a dog, what type of foolishness is that (yeh, heh)
I spit hot fire on the beat, because you know I'm Aphrican Cat (yes)

[Verse 4]
I might just eat pounded yam, I just might eat with my hands
I might just pray for my parents, who had to walk fifty miles to school and back everyday (everyday)
C'mon, let's pray

[Hook]
Man: "W-w-w-wait... what?"
"What do you want? Ah"
Man: "Your parents had to walk fifty miles to school and back?"
"Yes, why you always asking me questions, fam? Ah, mhm, it's a true story"
Man: "Oh, okay... I'm sorry, I was just curious..."
"F-f-fine, let's just sit down, let's just sit down, let me tell you"
Man: "Uh.. uhm... alright, sorry fam."

[Story]
So, I was coming home from a long day of school and my legs were really that bad, so I asked my mom:
"Ayo, mom, can you like-- my legs really hurt
Like, do you have-- like, Vaseline or something that can help?"
And the she was like: "Eh? And why do your legs hurt?"
"Our coach made us do like, a whole bunch of laps at P.E. and stuff."
Then she looked at me like I was crazy
"What? Laps? Is that where they're covering their butt?
Boy, let me tell you something! Back when I was at school, we used to walk fifty miles to school. Barefoot. There and back. No shoes. No nothing. No bus. And if you are lucky, you will be able to meet a guy with a bicycle rolling by, and he will give you a ride. And you won't even have to pay him. I know why you're complaining, *tsk* you foolish boy. Look it on my face, I will just, slap you, you--"