Alchemisland

Coked up and ready to go

Straight from the playbook of Jon Jones

Breaking bones and cranking shoulders

I’m an old favourite for fight promoters

Every fight it’s belts I’m holding

Rode around the ring on my coach’s shoulders

Before the fight I light them up with a look that smoulders

Topple them with a left hook, pins fall like bowling

I’m on coke and in camp smoking

Limbs get broken because I’m Shinya Aoki

Better not put your left arm in, this ain’t the hokey pokey

I just rolled a fat blunt thicker than a stogie

Using my earphones as a pokey

Constrictor when I have the choke

Restricting air from entering your throat

Face turning blue like you fell off a boat

And weren’t floating like a voter.