In West Meovanni, Born and raised

Near the Stage is where I spent most of my days

Chillin’ out with Felorin and relaxin’ all cool

Watchin’ some theatre outside of the Que

When a couple of guys, who were up to no good!

Started makin’ trouble in our neck of the woods

I got in one little furpile and my momma got scared!

She said you’re movin’ with your auntie and uncle in Imaginarium.

I whistled for a coach and when it came near

The License plate said “Yiff” and there were pies on the Mirror.

If anything I would say that this guy was queer

But I thought, “Man, forget it! Yo Homes, Imaginarium!”

I pulled up to the place about 7 or 8

I yelled to the guy, “Go home, yiff ya later!”

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there!

To sit on my throne…

As the prince of Imaginarium.

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