Forget the American ghetto. I've cracked stages in Soweto, buried abortion babies in potter's field and still managed to keep a smile on my face, so whatever you curse at me to your caddyshack go-for-this, go-for-that assistant when I walk out that door, whatever slander you send my way, your mother.
“别说什么美国街头” “我在南非索威特都有我的足迹” “我埋葬过因堕胎而死去的婴儿” “但我仍然可以微笑” “不管在我踏出这道门之后，” “你要跟你那言听计从的助理咒骂我时” “不管你要怎么诽谤我” “尼玛”