ahaha, malaca pacani

I give you lava, you go to the party. Mini glamorous pate, you love it more than anything. I wanted to take you to an O.Torvald concert, but some of your friends are always bothering me. You suck my brain, with stupid chatter, like you're under a coconut tree. Feng shui doesn't save you from these dogs, but I have a lot of money, and you shouldn't worry about it. Count the money, go to university, and you'll be happy. Damn.