When I was a young mark
Muh daddeh took me to New York City
To see a wrestling match
He said "Son, when you grow up
Will you be the savior of black women
The E-drones, and McMahon?"
He said "Will you defeat them
The demos, and all the Khan believers
The plants that they have paid?
Because one day I'll leave you a kingdom
To lead them in the summer
Against their pride parades"