I've got nothing to penetrate
And I've got nothing to elevate
I can't seem to concentrate
Cause I've got nothing to consecrate.
I wouldn't know the solution.
Cause this ain't my revolution.
I practice my prostitution
And spread the people's pollution.
I've got nothing to mediate
And I've got nothing to dedicate
I can't seem to separate
Cause I've got nothing to liberate.
I wouldn't know the solution.
Cause this ain't my revolution.
I practice my prostitution
And spread the people's pollution.
I've got no one to aggravate
And I've got no one to emulate
You want me to a**imilate
But I'm not going to imitate.