my man superior mind finally wraps up his verse and turns the song over to me.

well if you know me, i seem like a very well mannered young man and well behaved young man. for the sake of this piece, lets forget that and assume that i was not & am not. thank you.

i’m asking santa to give the gifts that i naturally forfeit to the children in ghettos around the world. that’s a lot of gifts bc i’ve been bad like my whole life.

imma need widespread poverty to cease. hell if politicians cant do it, maybe a magic fat white man can.

it’s not my passion to stay chilling in one place when i grow up. i want to rock shows around nations, and accrue funds of a magnitude that will allow me to positively affect thousands….& accrue fame of a magnitude that will allow me to sway other leaders (and citizens alike) to positively affect billions.

Nkenge gonn be fine.

in Psalm 137:4, a strange land is referenced. the question posed in this verse is how can a people sing the lords song in a strange place?

i’m implying here that my dream world (or utopia) will a place where everyone will be familiar no matter where they travel within it-thus able to sing with ease.

in my utopia, there is no socio-economic division causing crippling disparity. Sadly, this is not the world we live in.

A PRIME example is the standard of life of an average American vs the average Ghanaian, or the audience of the average American entertainer verses the average hard working American.

i think the world would be much better if folks wernt heard simply because they didnt want to be- not because they dont have the dollar to back their words or a homeland with equal opportunities.

Look if santa really gave one or two damns, he would take care of the HAVE NOTS.

when the “haves” complain, it’s about sucky wifi access and half charged batteries for their wii remotes.

when the “have-nots” envision the good life it consists of the things “haves” take for granted- like any wifi at all, and a wii even to stare at- much less play with.

think about it…santa has to give the lil middle eastern children gifts. like he has to. imagine him ducking shells and rockets trying to make his rounds- its unreal, sahn.

this is extreme, sahn. priority mail ships in 2 days or less generally.