Yau! MC Pothead, Republik Demokratik Papua Barat, Port Numbai! Mempersebahkan!
I've just graduated public school My life seems to be boring but actually it's cool I am stoned, I walk along some wide street While chewing some kind of sweet shit
People ask me why don't I work I say: why should I, you fucking jerk I am probably some sort of a hippie Anyway such life is really pretty
I just don't care about anything, man Modern world is a fucking big garbage can And we are the people who see something Beyond this motherfucking messing
We see the God, we believe in him People call him Allah, Krishna, Elohim But we, fucking Papuans, call him Jah Karena orang Papua rasta aja
I have a friend, his name is Mekri He fled to US, now he thinks he's free But he's not, he's a slave of the system That blocks his way to the great wisdom
So, I continue to walk at the dawn I meet a drunk Papuan, graceful as a swan I ask him: hey, nigga, are you free? He tells about Indos, he can't get, what I mean.