Rasta Reggae Revolution

Yeah, mon!

Respect!

Ras-ta-far-I!

(booyaka booyaka!) (chooo-chooo!)

I walk to the dispensary to buy the holy green (ganja!)

I smoke it up and drift away into a rasta dream (fire

burn!) But then my stomach rumbles from the hot burrito bean (oh

no!) Chipotle fire burning up my belly and spleen!

(run, mon, run!)

I did a big mistake at the workout place! (explosion!)

I pooped my pants while lifting weights in disgrace! (ha-ha-ha-ha!)

Everyone was laughing at my messy state (shame,

mon!) But a rasta warrior will never yield to fate!

(rise up!) I come back strong with a brand new plan (hustle!)

Mixing up the protein with the holy herb of man (tasty!)

Ganja flavored power drinks inside a silver can (drink it!)

And herbal protein bars selling all across the land (money,

mon!) Now I buy the server farms with artificial brain

(cyber-rasta!) Generating content to ease the world's pain

(click it!)

Even in Moscow they are calling out my name

(da, comrade!) Flooding all elections with a rasta campaign! (booyaka!)

From the gym floor to the server dome! (victory!)

Rasta algorithm takes us all home!

(yeah, mon!) Smoke the protein!

Feel the power! (chooo-chooo!)