O.K. so Re-Mi-Fa-Sol and Figarro and all that shit and all you know about Grooves and Moves and all a them thing the soul sooths See there a seperation Just like a nation But we wont focus on that nature of complaisance But we'll treat it like the same patient No need for segregation From the unification For we'll find that this will only test our patience Everything works on scales of elation So, if everythings up Theres no where to get stuck Dont say fuck cause you would only create this make believe muck You were Born, and that s Good Luck So GOD Bless and I bid you adue