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"Said" I was born and raised in Honolulu
In a hospital up in the hood
I had it so good that folks used to call me Barry
Mama used to tease me about it
She knew the pain rich Marxists feel
'Cause she posed all she could

My papa was a Kenyan man
He's the one gave me the shovel in my plans, see
Education from the best he had
But he ran off when the times got bad
The little money from the porn mom made
Helped us pay the bills we made

For, "The Man" kicked dad down to the ground
When he tried to get up
"The Man" kicked him back down
One day I heard Papa from his Kenyan bed
He spoke to the soldiers
gathered around his bed

Said, tell Barry
I'm dependin' on you, son
Get Dreams of your Father through
My son, Get Bill Ayers to help you

In '82 Papa passed away, and
I divised some plans that day
I told Mama I was going Harvard, and
She said that was Daddy's graduate school

So ev'ry mornin' 'fore I went to school
I went choomin' with the choom gang too
Sometimes I felt that my buzz wasn't on
I wanted to leave, just run away from home
But I would remember what my daddy said
With tears in his eyes in a Kenyan bed

He said, Barry
I'm dependin' on you, son
I tried to do my best
It's up to you destroy the rest

Then the day for campaigns came
And washed all my records away
And at the age of 35 I felt
I was sittin' pretty and needed
an autobiography
And you know, Mama knew
What I was goin' through, 'cause

Ev'ry day I met with publishers
'Cause that's the only way I got book deals
You see, I was the narcissist of the family
And ev'rybody was ignored by me
Ev'ry night I heard my Mama prayed
Marx, give her the strength to face her dyin' day

So years have passed and the choom gang's gone
The media found Mama's pics shooting porn
Marx knows, people, I shedded tears
But my daddy's Dreams kept me through the years

Sing
Barry, I'm dependin' on you, son
To get Marxist dreams through
My son, it's all the left can do

Oh, I can still hear Papa's voice sayin'
Barry, I'm dependin' on you, son
I've tried to do my best
It's up to you destroy the rest

I can still hear Papa, what he said
Barry...