Get Saddam some chili fries and tell the CIA to pass that shit. If Arlington can produce green sweet enough to make any of that sound meaningful, it should be our new National Herb.
More lyricz from Da Fedz:
For adoption: One psychopath, Arabic, enjoys Basra Green, chili fries, and the heads of his enemies served up by veiled virgins.
This shit is inspiring me. I’ll come back with some of my own lyrics later.