I notice your scars baby
I hope you're proud of them
I can save you from compliments
I know you're tired of them
It's been a long day in L.A my dear
I think we all going to die there
At least I had a chance to surf Rincon
Hey hey came a long way Liberian boy
Girl you should cut me open
I can let you know things
Born King from my sun burn skin
That Young chamo that's my old thing
So let me slide like my old tire
Give you a grand like my old pa
Shout out to my dark skin girl
My Liberian girl shes's God to me
Even though my girl white dream she eats fufu like me, use hands to scoop pepper soup
Liberian boy
Proxy in this autopsy world
I told her I take you Monrovia
Grand Bassa to understand papa slang
Make love on sofa in Lofa
Bong County palm butter my entree
Hey mama I'm so tired been driving all day in my old car
Been on the phone with my old pa
He's worn down like old tires
Maybe we can go far-ther
2 Shea
3 girls we can four play
We can pre 10 we 5 brave
One for the soul
Pastor told me I was so so
Devil told me I was rose gold
Voodoo saved me from Charles Taylor gun
Sea Breeze had her chance to hold me
But it's ok Liberian boy
Girl you should cut me open
I can let you know things
Born King from my sun burn skin
That Young chamo that's my old thing
So let me slide like my old tire
Give you a grand like my old pa
Shout out to my dark skin girl
My Liberian girl shes's God to me
Even though my girl white dream she eats fufu like me, use hands to scoop pepper soup
Liberian boy
Proxy in this autopsy world
