The Mango
The mango, the mango, the mango
That man cain’t stay no more
That home don’t seem so comforting
That man cain’t play no more
The mango, the mango, the mango
He gotta a sticky pit deep inside
That pulp don’t seem so nourishing
To that emptiness deep inside
The mango, the mango, the mango
When he gonna stop no one know
No place feel that welcoming
Where he going to no one know
The mango, the mango, the mango
Succulence, cain’t satisfy
Hard like a bitch when it happening
Simple lusts, cain’t satisfy
The mango, the mango, the mango
So far he gone back to the start
The going all went vapor vanishing
Deep roots out that sticky pit heart