I've got nothing to penetrate And I've got nothing to elevate I can't seem to concentrate Cause I've got nothing to consecrate. I wouldn't know the solution. Cause this ain't my revolution. I practice my prostitution And spread the people's pollution. I've got nothing to mediate And I've got nothing to dedicate I can't seem to separate Cause I've got nothing to liberate. I wouldn't know the solution. Cause this ain't my revolution. I practice my prostitution And spread the people's pollution. I've got no one to aggravate And I've got no one to emulate You want me to a**imilate But I'm not going to imitate.