Who are the parents to this blossoming flowers

We crucify our selfs on the cross with nails of lies,
Mental illness of those in pain
Cloudy weather in their heads,now clouds melt rain drops
besides their nose' skull,tear drops of this confused political ambasadas.
Who are the parents to this blossoming flowers?

We crucify our selfs again to suffer
I rather send my selfs to this Fathers, who are paid by Lusifa to kill our Sisters and Mothers.
The lost generation is between our Brothers,
whom are claiming to be Comrades
AMANDLA!
They shout with their fists high.
Now this Satanic members are rolling their Kanja zol with tissue rizzler.

We pass everyday the tombstones of people who were Comrades
those who knew AMANDLA was the key to suck thirst,
drinking blood of white people's coca-cola bottle.
The demons are now in the hearts of our well known Comrades!
Whom are opening opportunities to their family members and friends.
Hance we wash our hands with liquid soap of unemployment.

Now this bastards are starting to defuse our engaged brains,but still
we are the mind interrupters of  political marriages.
And the sun is lighting deem to those in powerade drinks.
The question is, who are the parents to this blossoming flowers?

The melodious fut sound from their asses mouth.
The political propagandas from their blood veins,
ooh God this politicians are insane.
They pave themselves a way to Heaven in Hell.
They reflect in the mirrors of
Lusifa's eyes
are poisoners anacondas.
They open their naked neck's pipes to feed us with believerble lies
The question remains.
Who are the parents to this blossoming flowers?