Yes I sold my soul to the devil Yes I killed my king with a shovel Yes I put my sorrows in bottles Bottled it up and swallowed the throttle Yes my power comes from the ghetto Yes this bomb was made in colorado No I won't say sorry for sorrows Islamarado, Im leaving tomorrow Don't be a drag boy Please come be a fag boy Or they'll sell that ass boy Treat you like a black toy No I don't see how we can win When power brings up all of your sins Gummy butt in gummy butt jello Its time that I go to islamarado