In west Uganda born and raised, on the battlefield is where i spent most of my days. chillin' out maxin' reloadin' all cool and takin some african kids out of there school. when a couple of liberals started makin me fret, started makin trouble on the internet. they started one campaign and my men demanded, they said "you movin with your kids to a barracks in sudan". i whistled for a vehicle and when it came near it was a school bus with armed kids in the rear. if anything i coulda went to a few villages and instilled more fear but i thought "nah, forget it. yo fegs we outta here!" I pulled up in the Sudan bout 7 or 8 and i yelled to Museveni "Umad, smell you later". looked at my army composed of all my homies to sit on my throne, cuz i'm josephy muthafuckin kony, bro