Name: Cai Jamm'n
Species: Adopted Trill
Alias: Douche-bag of Empok Nor
Department: Zek's Failed Emporium
Post: Bartender
Mission: Stay'n fly
Age: 19
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Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a station called Empok Nor

In West Mirror Philadelphia born and raised
On the Parrises court was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shootin some spring-ball outside of the school

When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighbourhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said 'You're movin' with your uncle Garak in Empok Nor’

I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suit case and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my K-Opera on and said, 'I might as well kick it’.

Yellowstone, yo this is bad
Drinking Yamok Juice out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Empok living like?
Hmmmmm this might be alright.

But wait I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that
Is this the type of place that they just send this cool trill?
I don't think so
I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Empok Nor

Well, the shuttle docked and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out
I ain't trying to get arrested yet
I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared

I whistled for a beer and when he came near
The tender said whut and it had fur in the ears
If anything I could say that this ferengi was rare
But I thought 'Nah, forget it' - 'Yo, home to empok nor’

I pulled up to the station about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the pilot 'Yo home smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Empok Nor