An artist with an a bass that was class
Inundated with offers from the mass
Fanbois and girls galore
Were always wanting more
Now one was hungrily eyeing his ass...
Childhood, time for friendship
We were golden, we were hip
But then a painful memory
Comes back to haunt thee
Getting the tip stuck in the zip
Another person from Malappuram
Was the mafia's most liked chum
He was almost legendary
In how he channeled his ki
To smuggle big gold bars up his bum
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