My little corner street poet paint immaculate scenes
Nubian Queen pink and yellow dashiki and jeans
Look in her eyes like looking at Nile valley streams
All I Visualize is a wedding with an African theme
Under the sunlight slowly meditate to the beam
This ain't no TV show love smutted out on the screen
Insight to our life came through spiritual means
Her touch turns brothers into hysterical fiends
See deeper than Mother Mary in her miracle dreams
Been having prophetic visions since early in her teens
Hard to beat it in her head kicking 'yah mean'
That's why I always come kingly and keep my vines clean
I'm a soul soldier
True a lot of brothers think scholarly
Them same brothers broke ain't got dough for your dowry
Put you in a temple
Worship your soul hourly
My little meteor let your radiation shower me



Health alumnus schooled me eating meat was physical dumbness
Then she filled the God's stomach with falafels and hummus
Nurtured the curves
Keep niggas warm with kemetic furs
But where's the love she deservers for
Making the mud and the metals merge?
That was deep I know you peeped the jewels in those subtle slurs
Even though your white girlfriends don't understand my urban words
It's all good
A Soul soldier and a soul sister on a soul train in a small hood
You control my whole sphere of awareness
As an angel from heaven calling and I hope that you hear this
My Ju Ju lady
Practice super voodoo in Haiti
Went to the islands came home and gave the god a Mercedes
Got a high priestess initiating our babies
Meditate, the natural way to medicate
Amaze me
It's Ausu Ra Utcha Ab
And to the heart of a Queen village is where the King's staff is led