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 assimilate But I'm not going to imitate.