(rap performance by Kids of the Queenie)

4

you got 'spensive eyes
you got big magumbos
your lips give me pleasures
you got lots of treasures

in your heart's museum
in your gallery-alley
so much there is to show
blooming in ev'ry room

you're there in ev'ry room
like ants boys be all around
flyin' at the portraits they consume
the faces where you're found

look they see your dried up skin
shakespeare‘s soliloquies within
with spirits your head's all filled
they ask, "Who's she?" they chilled