you know i got a weird kimono...suits my skin tight and just right...tunes to fit your ego hum along to my song. tripping on sarcasm, drooling at estrogen, belonging to a place where there exist no men. hopeful embraces, come to close but never to reach the shore,looking at the tv munching on kimchi, cracking the egg for you to feel a lil bit kinky with me, the monkey as told by ella, the storytella, sarcastic cute hot-tempered banana, for me, for the monkey, the monkey on depressants friends from all over the globe traverse the seas to here the beats to steal the rhymes and to hit on the kicks with chicks, that got no d**k im mindful, -----------get your belly alley way with the master of composition, the position 69 ways to make your boo say ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...crazy, like wet red spaghetti on rye..food, good, mood, set the pace shake the place im cute...so what say ya brute? pick a fight with the dude and you mess with the wrong lube...yeah...oil your ass right!music art and food..japanese ready for the taking over...initiate copy seuence...2-23 i am s.u.s.h.i.----------->>>>>>>>>break the bass.